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"Once we get home you best believe i'm taking these stitches out first chance I get," He mused, standing and changing back into the clothes he arrived in.
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"No you won't. You better not or you're sleeping on the couch and doing dishes, mister" She snapped
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Caden nodded, chuckling despite himself. "Yes ma'am," He mused quietly, now dressed and ready.
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"Oh come on, mocking the man who got stabbed in the big '26? Crazy...even the doctor said I was 'fragile'." Caden teased, signing a few papers as he chuckled.
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"Says the one who said he'd take out the stitches" She said, playfully sticking her tongue at him
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Caden just rolled his eyes, chuckling. "Sure will," He noted, finishing the papers and grabbing them all.
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She went serious. "No, you won't"
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"You'll never know if I will," He countered, grinning.
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