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"I'll invite my parents, but we can just keep it small," he hummed. "Yknow, maybe it'd be good to invite your brother..." he suggested softly. It wasn't like they fought or anything, they just fell out of touch. |
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Dakota nodded. "I just don't know what to say" She muttered, taking his hand and interlacing their fingers |
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Dakota nodded. "I just don't know what to say" She muttered, taking his hand and interlacing their fingers |
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"I know, but you'll regret it if you don't at least invite him," he hummed holding her hand. |
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"You can" she said, offering her phone |
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Nate pushed her phone back to her. "You know it should be you who invites him," he said gently |
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"I'll be back" She muttered, getting up and walking out of the room. She called her brother, the phone ringing for a bit before he picked up. "Hello?" He said "Hey, I uh, have something to tell you." Dakota said quickly "You okay?" "I'm fine."
"What is it then?" "I met a guy and we're, uh, getting married."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah" "Nice" "Yeah. Would you uh...like to come?" "Hell yeah I would!" " 'Kay. I'll text you the details." "Alright, bye" "Bye" Dakota hung up the phone and sighed. She was relieved he would come, but also worried about what he would think of Nate. She went and sat at the bar, thinking |
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Nathan Croft - Nate waited in the bedroom until he heard her stop talking. He let her have a few moments to herself before walking over to her. He put a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Hey," |
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"Hey" She said, warmth radiating from his touch |
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