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"I had no clue," he teased.
She chuckled, her nose crinkling familiarly. "Well, Avice is glad it is."
"I.. see."
"Do we?"
She put an arm around him, resting her head on his. "Just fine. How's Jack?"
"Why did it happen?"
He gave her a quick kiss before turning. "Fine."
She gave it to her with a smile before sitting down and kissing Jack's cheek. "You're welcome, Bre."
He sighed. "Has this happened before?"
"You hate me."
Avice pursed her lips, setting down the plates before holding up the cup. "Here you are."
Sam frowned. "What was that?"
"So mean."
She came back into the main room with food, her eyes warm as she set it down.
He nodded slowly. "Okay. I'm sorry."
"Mean."
Avice was in the kitchen, her head cocked as she made sandwiches.
He blinked, letting go.
(Home?)
