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Caden walked in, meeting up with the rest of everyone in the meeting and making sure to save a seat next to him for Emily. |
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Emily saw him when she walked in and went to him. "Hey, babe" |
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"Hey," He greeted, walking over and meeting her halfway, dismissing them with a look to the group as he pulled her closer, dropping his voice to a quieter tone. "Listen, if they ask anything which seems private lie about it, I don't trust them all the way yet with that kinda stuff. Things only i've told you, that kinda stuff, okay?" |
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The two and sat back down, Caden resuming the earlier conversation. |
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Emily was smiling, trying to stay quiet as Caden spoke with them. One guy kept giving her a weird look, making Emily's smile falter a couple times |
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Caden noticed the man, ignoring him as he sipped on his Old Fashioned. |
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Emily's hand touched Caden's leg under the table, needing an anchor as she became uncomfortable |
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He slipped his hand into hers under the table, squeezing it lightly as he glanced over and smiled reassuringly, turning back to his conversation. |
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She gave him a small smile back, staying silent as the waitress asked for their orders. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
