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Ian stood up, put his hands on his hips, and glared Somehow that was not a lot better

“Just during the ain

“Are you going to be talking about so I’m not supposed to know about?” Ian asked “Like, are you planning a surprise party for me?”

“No, it’s just all the gossip lately… I think…”

“Jesus Christ!” Ian started to pace “Everyone knows I live here It’s not a secret”

“I know, but it’s different seeing it”

“Seeing it? What are they going to see? Me sitting on the futon?”

Paul looked up at the ceiling “You’re being selfish”

“I’ selfish? Oh my God!”

“Will you… You kno important my ministry is to me I just want…”

“I don’t care about your ministry? I don’t care what you want? You think this is fun for me? You think I like it when you introduce ? Why do you think I put up with that? Because I don’t care about your career? Because I don’t care about you? When was the last time you stopped to think about what I want? When?”

“Okay, calht You’re not selfish I shouldn’t have said that It’s my problem But…” He looked at his watch “Can’t you help ht about it later if you want”

“Is thisme stay here”

“It’s our home”

Ian grasped the air in front of him with half-closed fists, too upset to find the words for what he wanted to say