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"Doesn't mean she had the right to talk to you like that." She pushed her hair out of her face. "Look, I don't have to go tonight. I would understand. I don't fit in with your crowd, and I don't want you to have choose between them and me."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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She sighed. "I know you are, but I guess...I've always been in control. I've always just been this way and its never really been pointed out to me." She paused. "How about...whenever I start to take control, you let me know." She rubbed his arm.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |
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She nodded. "Yeah." She sighed, thinking of Mike. "Hey, I'm going to go take some asprins. I have a killer headache." She stood up. "Then, if you want, we can watch a movie or something. Or I could watch you practice."
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby |