"You'd what? Pull me the hell out of here?" Parker scoffed at that and she added after a second, "I can't leave til after I graduate an inmate. Tommy deserves that." He deserved better than her and a Centre bullet, and it was that thought that kept her here, even when her inmate reminded her of Raines and made her flesh crawl.

"Meet me here?" Parker scoffed again, and she just touched his chest, keeping her head against it, feeling his pulse and how it thrummed. "So what we're going to have a standard date where we just meet in my dreams like god damn pop song? Even dreams don't work like that, Lab-rat." You didn't get to pick your dreams; if you did she'd have much different ones.