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Post by Race on Feb 7, 2008 19:10:06 GMT -5
"mmkay" Max said, "So ya not mad at me fah gettin' ya knocked up?" he asked,looking at her with big puppy dog eyes.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 7, 2008 19:34:44 GMT -5
"It's more my fault than yours. I thought you'd be mad at me." Cailin admitted sheepishly.
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Post by Race on Feb 7, 2008 19:36:13 GMT -5
Max shook his head, "I'm not" he said, "I 'as mad at myself"
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 7, 2008 20:06:54 GMT -5
Cailin scooted closer to him and laid her head on his shoulder, still holding one of his hands and twining her fingers with his. "Max...you're not gonna mind when I get.........fat...are you?"
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Post by Race on Feb 8, 2008 16:42:53 GMT -5
Max laughed, "No, why would I?" he asked, "I love ya for who ya are." he kissed her on the forehead , "Love ya forever baby,no mattah if ya get fat." he laughed,grinning.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 8, 2008 16:44:46 GMT -5
She smiled and kissed his lips. "Good, 'cause I'm REALLY craving a snickers right about now."
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Post by Race on Feb 8, 2008 16:45:28 GMT -5
Max laughed, "Want me ta go get ya one?" he asked.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 8, 2008 16:59:58 GMT -5
"Nah," Cailin answered. She yawned. "I don't see much of a point in going back to bed though, it's already seven. You wanna help me with breakfast?"
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Post by Race on Feb 8, 2008 17:09:48 GMT -5
"Sure." Max said,getting up off the bed.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 8, 2008 17:12:00 GMT -5
Cailin got up and headed for the kitchen. "So what do you want?"
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Post by Race on Feb 8, 2008 18:22:32 GMT -5
"I can make Pancakes." Max said,that was all he could make.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 8, 2008 18:31:36 GMT -5
Cailin smiled. "Alright, I'll take care of the rest." Pretty soon she had bacon, eggs, and toast made, fried eggs for Max because she knew he hated them scrambled.
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Post by Race on Feb 8, 2008 18:34:52 GMT -5
Max had a big stack of pancakes on a plate,just waiting for someone to attack them.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 8, 2008 18:48:32 GMT -5
Cailin sat down, exhausted. She chewed on her lip as she thought about what she had been thinking about earlier.
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Post by Race on Feb 10, 2008 18:37:54 GMT -5
Max sat down beside her, "You okay?" he asked.
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