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She wrinkled her nose at the ru at you”

“So I stopped wearing the

“Until I asked why you weren’t,” she said, realization dawning as her eyes widened “You punk!”

I chuckled as she poked me in the chest

“Hey,” I joked “Careful, I’m injured”

Cecilia griently over the bandage at the top of my shoulder

“Nah, I’ainst e anymore”

“You’ve barely evenelse, I just—”

“Hey, stop it,” I ordered “It’s nothin’ Pro deal”

“You were shot,” she said flatly

“Wasn’t the first time,” I replied “This one’s nothin’ compared to the others”

I regretted the words immediately when Cecilia flinched

“Wrong place at the wrong ti forward to kiss the tip of her nose

“You were there because I’d set you up with a tent and food,” she said, eo home and deal with your mom”

“You thought you could boss me back then?” I replied in disbelief “Cec, if you hadn’t fed rabbed food somewhere else Still woulda camped out there”

“Bullshit,” she said with little heat “You were there because of me”

“And you couldn’t have convinced me to be anywhere else,” I replied fir on your shoulders? I thought we’d talked this out years ago”

“Just because I stopped arguing didn’t ue about it anymore”

“None of that shit was your fault,” I said, raising ”

“Well, I remember it differently,” she snapped back

“Well, your onna let it all go, baby? Fuck”