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"You know what? Fuck you.""Been there, done that. Got the ring to prove it." I waved my hand at Dylan, ignoring the glare. "Now fuck off so I can make my call, asshole." I rolled my eyes and grabbed the phone, ignoring my fiancee glaring at me. Fucker can take it. We've been fighting for as long as we've been together, this is nothing new

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[pyrokinetic_]

"I think I imagined it."

That wasn't a no. That was nothing definite. If anything, that could be condensed down to a 'maybe'. That doesn't help me, Carly.

"Sorry. I just.."

You might've heard something. And neither one of us wants to stop because of that, but at the same time, we're still not sure. Which means I probably should check.

Because if something did happen, and she's hurt and we ignored it, we're not just bad parents, we're freakin' horrible human beings.

No. No, maybe this is just paranoia. We're not bad parents, or horrible human beings, or anything.

I tried to enjoy kissing Carly, and sell that one to myself at the same time, but I couldn't keep going.

I should go to hell for this.

"I have to check." I sighed and got up, pulling my jeans back on and heading out to Julia's room.

I tried to look in as quietly as I could, and saw that there wasn't anything wrong. It was just Carly being paranoid. She's still playing, screwing around with one of those annoying musical things Arianna bought her.

Good. Now if I can just get back out...

"Da da!"

Shit!

"Hey Jules..." Shit shit shit! I was so close!