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"Inside, please, now. I need to check it" She said, dropping his hand and wincing while clutching her belly |
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-Holy shit i'm alive!- I thought, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding as I turned to head inside, seeing her clutch her stomach out of the corner of my eye, whipping back around. "You alright?" |
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I just nodded, turning once more as I walked inside, plopping down on one of the seats in the kitchen, pulling my shirt up for her to check the damned stitches. |
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She walked a bit awkward, in pain, as she made her way to him. She thoroughly looked at the stitches, nodding to herself |
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"All good?" I asked, grimacing slightly as her hand grazed over one, quickly wiping the expression from my face. |
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"Would hope so," I chuckled, glancing back down at the stitches. "How're they holding up, Doc?" |
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She swatted his arm, rolling her eyes. "Fine" |
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I chuckled, grinning. "Didn't know doctors were ever this hot, though." I mused, sneaking a peck to her temple. |
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Steady Rain all Day
