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Caden nodded, not seeing how she could. "How come?" |
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"I just told you" She said, voice shaking |
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"I've got pretty high standards, yeah? And you know if you weren't 'pretty enough' or 'nice' enough I wouldn'tve really cared, or if you wore or didn't wear makeup. I still remember you going to the gym with me years ago and deadlifting 350 pounds, all sweaty and stuff and honestly? Hottest i've seen you, you didn't really care what you looked or didn't look like." |
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"Absolutely, you didn't care if people stared at you or didn't stare at you. You just walked over, loaded more than I was doing onto the bar, pulled it like it was nothing, and walked off. I didn't speak for a hot minute afterwards." |
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"Why have you never brought it up?" |
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He shrugged, unknowing why. "Don't know, never had good reason to." |
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Caden let out a small sigh, resting his chin on her shoulder. |
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