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Tyler smiled slightly. Abby looked happy... that was all he wanted. He walked out next to her and watched the storm clouds, feeling the rain slide down his back and soak his shirt.
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she turned to look at him and held in a gasp. she could see his muscles through his soaked shirt, her own clothes sticking skin-tight to her.
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Tyler glanced at Abby. "Cold?" He asked, his head tipping slightly. He loved the feeling of cold rain... it always made him feel alive. Feel like he was free.
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she quickly shook her head, her eyes still glued to his muscles. she closed her eyes and forced herself to look away
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Tyler nodded and glanced back up at the sky. He couldn't help but notice Abby's slim build... just another great thing about her. Tyler really didn't care about that, though. He loved her personality... and that was the best thing about her. Tyler breathed in a deep sigh, wincing at the very small pain in his chest.
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Abby stepped back from him, giving a playful look
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Tyler slowly turned to look at Abby. "Uh oh... what now." He asked with a teasing glance, his head tipped.
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she grasped his hands. "dance?" she giggled softly
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Tyler looked appauled. "What if I don't know how to dance?" He asked with a chuckle, tipping his head. It was only half a joke... why would Tyler ever NEED to know how to dance. Soooo... he didn't exactly know how.
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she tugged on him "well too bad" she giggled
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