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"What??" He asked, teasing. |
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"You scared the shit outta me! Don't do that!" She said, giggling |
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He chuckled, splashing her lightly. |
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"Whoa, hey!" She exclaimed, wrapping around him with her arms and legs |
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Caden just laughed, his arms sliding around her waist when she wrapped herself around him. |
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"Well gues you're literally stuck with me now...what a shame..." |
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"For about twenty minutes, then we gotta go." |
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"why....buisness can waaaaait" She whined, tipping her head back and sighing |
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"Not if I want to live the way I used to, after the gang, after we got married, before you got sick. Not how I am now, financially, that is." |
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"What do you mean?" She asked, suddenly serious |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
