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-Damn how do you change views on me so quickly?- He thought, watching her. |
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She worked under the car, singing softly to herself--and well too--as she thought he'd left |
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Only then did Caden leave, realizing her spark from earlier was now gone. He headed inside and splashed a handful of cold water over his face, the office having rattled his brain from the excessive buzz. |
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Emily eventually headed inside, tired as the sun dipped below the horizon. She walked over to where she heard Caden was at. "Hey" She said softly, smirking suggestively |
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Caden had just gotten out of the shower, hair still damp when he heard footsteps. He turned and saw Emily, standing and meeting her half way to where he was sitting. The words fumbled from his mouth as he tried to speak, becoming somewhat tounge tied. "Hey.." He managed after a moment, arms itching to wrap around her waist. |
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"Was I...reading you right earlier?" She asked softly |
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"Couldn't have read me more right," He mused, |
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"I'm I reading you right right now?" |
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"Yup," Caden mused, smirking a smidge. |
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She stepped closer, feeling more brave and something else |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
