"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her for the rest of the day," Keefe said, offering a cheesy salute as he hooked an arm through Sophie's.
Somehow Grady didn't look comforted as Keefe led her away.
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"Should've figured it would have something to do with a boy."
"I was five, Keefe."
"What, and cute boys didn't exist when you were five? Well, it's true you hadn't met me yet, but . . ."