Aliyah snuggled into his arms, her head resting against his chest as he told her about his day.  She forced herself not to hold her breath as he talked numbers.  Those numbers blew her mind, as in simply didn't compute.  

"Albuqurque works fine for me."  She said finally pulling away to pick up her rag again wiping down the counters.  "We can stay here as long as we need to.  I am on a month to month, so basically when I stop paying the rent, and toss the furniture out is our last day."  She said with a laugh.  

She stopped wiping the counters long enough to turn around and look at him for a minute.  "I have two days left.  I talked to my manager this morning and instead of a two full weeks, she just isn't going to schedule me on the next schedule. Once I am done with that I am completely yours... well aside from finishing up packing which is oddly taking longer than I thought it would."  

She reached over and picked up the tin container of spices and held it up. "I keep finding shit like this.  I swear it is older than I am.  How does that even happen?"  She glared at it before tossing it into the trash can.  

"I don't have any specific plans for tonight.  Is there something you wanted to do?"  She asked wiping down the stove top.  "I mean if you want to go out anywhere I have to shower and change.  I smell like bleach."  She complained.