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"Oh my--" He expressed at her neck, a bit flabbergasted as he nodded. "Yes I like you but---is your neck okay?!" |
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"Huh? Oh, yeah. It cracked, it happens." She responded. "Believe me, had a broken neck before. Not fun." |
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"But yeah, I think I just liked you for looks at the rodeo when I first met you...but once you let me stay here away from everything? Yeah...that's when I started falling REAL hard." Marco mused, chuckling softly as he met her gaze steadily with a small smile. |
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"I've liked you since I met you. But given everything, I didn't wanna make anything weird." She stated. |
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Marco wore a confused look, awaiting an answer. "Such as...?" |
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"Well, you an' your folks fightin', you and your friends arguing." She stated. "Blane told me some shit, and he made me feel crazy for likin' you. I still do like ya, obviously, but he said you were into guys, that you two had a history, that ya were bangin'." |
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Marco just stared at her, the weirdest look on his face. "He told you we were banging? Really? How unoriginal do his lies even get?" He groaned, running a hand down his face. |
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"I got the texts." She stated, handing him her phone. |
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Marco just stared at them in disbelief, chuckling. "Well I can assure you, we never banged. Fought? Absolutely."
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"Oh, I know." She stated. "You're here all the time, remember?" |
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