Laurel gasped softly when he picked her up to carry her out, but after a moment she settled again and soaked up every last bit of his warmth and comfort.

Laurel thanked him and got in. She hummed for a second before answering. "Anywhere with good mozzarella sticks and I'll be happy," she told him, her stomach growling at the thought.

"Sweet tea, please," she answered with a smile. Every little thing he did made her fall harder and harder for him.

Laurel thanked him amd quietly (and carefully to avoid a mess) snacked on her food as they went back to HQ. She was done when they reached the lot and she made sure to grab all of her trash as they got out and headed up to the penthouse. She was so thankful for Luca, as without him, she probably would have still been at the hospital or in her bed sobbing uncontrollably out of fear for what might come.