See you soon

[ He had to assume she already had dinner ready when Lee seemed fine with him coming home right away. Derek finished up the paperwork he had in front of him before finally heading home. At the front door, he didn't catch a scent of anything being cooked. ]

"Must be take out," he muttered to himself and continued further in. "Honey, I'm home!" Derek wasn't trying to be funny or cliché. The saying rolled off his lips naturally. He started to undo his gunbelt as usual while making his way to the bedroom.