I let go of the motherfucker and grab her under her thighs, saving her from falling. “How the fuck did you end up there?” I ask, keeping my eyes on the delivery guy kneeling on the ground in front of me, coughing. “Climbed the box,” she says next to my ear. “Then jumped on your back.” “Why?” “Why not?” she chuckles. I turn my head to the side, bumping into her nose with my cheek. “Why not?” I repeat and laugh. “Well, I guess that’s as good as any other reason.”
