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He drummed his fingers on the table once,sliding his hand atop of hers. "What do you want to do today,love?" Caden asks,face soft.
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"I should probably go to the gym...." She said, thinking. "Was there something you wanted to do?"
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"Eh,a few things I want to do.Those can wait though,until after we're married." He responds,chuckling as he took a sip of the liquor.
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"I should probably start getting to thinking about that more too."
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"Speaking of married,oh wait nevermind,foods here." He ends,accepting the sandwich and taking a bite,eating for the first time that day. "I'll probably stay home,gonna hurt like hell later.Chest is bruised,had practice,ugh,yeah nah,I will stay home." Caden says,taking another sip.
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Rose nodded, eating and her mind wandering to the day's earlier practice and what she might have done wrong
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"How was your practice?" Caden asks,raising the glass to his lips and cringing for a moment at the salt around the brim.
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"Tiring, but that's with every sport." She said, smiling softly at him. "What about yours?"
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Caden quieted for a moment,trying to find a good point. "Good,I guess." He says,finishing half of the sandwich.
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Rose finished nearly all of her food and gave him a look. "What else?"
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