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Dating Advice	By : RikuRocks Category: CSI > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Author�s notes: The rating will go up next chapter guys.

Norwegian Translations: alltid = Forever

Pokker = Darn (a common, mild exclamation)

Greg correctly translates kjære.

Report filed and case closed -with a �well done� from Grissom to boot- Nick headed to the locker room with an extra bit of spring to his step and a grin as he thought about calling Greg once he pulled out of the parking lot and seeing if he could swing by with dinner. He doubted the doe-eyed youth had found the tie to do the grocery shopping he�d planned on that morning, and even if he did, there was no way Greg would feel like cooking. The Texan was already deciding where he could stop to grab something a little more special than usual when he entered the locker room and stopped moving altogether.
Catherine was sitting on the bench in front of her locker, with her cell phone held loosely in her right hand as she gazed into her locker with a faraway look that suggested she was somewhere else mentally.
Nick honestly considered turning around and slipping out the front of the building. It had been a hard case, he was still angry about the accusation Catherine had carelessly thrown at him, and more than anything, he really just wanted to spend some quiet time with Greg. The relationship was not yet as solid as the Texan wanted it, and there was the matter of Jillian�s unexpected phone call to discuss�
The Texan was about to turn around when Catherine looked up and came careening back from wherever her mind had drifted to before.
�Nick,� the redhead stood and took a step toward the brawny man. Clearly, she was not going to let him just walk away. �Look, can we talk about earlier? I wasn�t thinking, and you�re right; I need to reel this in. I was out of line, and I apologize.�
Nick did not respond right away, and Catherine looked completely distraught. �Nicky, I�m sorry.�
The brawny CSI took a deep breath and looked down at one of the lower lockers ahead of him. �I know you are. I just- Catherine�that was a low blow and you know it. I�m not as quick to forgive and forget as Greg is.� Nick finally looked at the older woman, �I�m guessing you talked to him already?�
Catherine nodded, �Yeah. I didn�t mention our�talk,� she gestured nervously, �In the brake room, though. I�ve always thought Greg suspected something, but I doubt you ever told him what you told me and he can be a little too clever for his own good sometimes.�
�Yeah�and we wouldn�t want him jumping to conclusions.� Nick�s voice was rougher than he had intended it to be, and he could tell by the look on Catherine�s face that she was losing patience with the entire situation.
�Nick,� the redhead�s tone was exasperated, and her expression was frustrated. �I know I was out of line, but don�t you think you�re taking this a little too hard? I mean, it�s not like I suggested that you-�
�You suggested enough,� the Texan interrupted. He tilted his head slightly and fixed Catherine with a pointed look. �You were also wrong. Not just about me, about Greg. He�s stronger than you give him credit for. He wouldn�t let me use him for an experiment, if not for him than for me.�
Catherine�s opened her mouth to reply, but paused for a moment. Her mouth was still open, as though she had forgotten about it, and her brows drew in slightly as she stared at the younger man. �No�he wouldn�t.� She spoke slowly, clearly thinking as she talked. �He actually reads you really well and he doesn�t seem to like it when you�re upset�and you don�t like it when he�s upset either, obviously.�
The senior CSI carefully looked over the man across from her, frowning to herself as she did. Suddenly, her eyebrows shot up. �Oh.� She fought a smile as she went on, and Nick already knew he was not going to enjoy this conversation much more than he had their last. �I can�t believe I didn�t� Warrick isn�t interested in Greg�he�s just looking out for him.� Catherine lost the battle against her smile; in fact, she looked far more amused than Nick thought the situation warranted. �And Greg definitely isn�t interested in Warrick, is he?�
Nick�s breathing picked up, both in dread and anger. He was not sure what to say to that; he did not want to lie but he just was not ready for everyone to know. The Texan remembered Warrick�s bet with the redhead, and he knew that his anger at their previous discussion would keep her off his back, but it would make Greg an open target. The muddle-haired youth would never say anything against Nick, which would only make Catherine more suspicious and cause her to harp on Greg more.
�Leave Greg alone, Catherine.� Nick kept his voice steady, not wanting to fuel her imagination any more. �He�s not a case; his personal life isn�t anyone�s business. It definitely isn�t office gossip or somethin� we should be makin� bets over.�
Rather than appearing guilty, Catherine looked amused. �Warrick told you about that.� She nodded and flipped her handbag over her shoulder; Nick took it as a sign she would be leaving soon. �Well, I guess that�s me put in my place. Don�t worry; I won�t tease Greg about his crush�even if it�s adorable.�
The Texan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he could see that the redhead was sincere about leaving Greg alone�for the time being, anyway. He fought back a grin of his own as he looked at her in friendly warning. �Catherine��
Catherine smiled genuinely -pleased that she had been forgiven, even if it would take some time for Nick to cool down- and held up her hands in surrender. �Sorry, just had to get that one out. I�ve been around a long time, Nicky- Well, not a long time,� She looked at Nick daringly and the sable-eyed man wisely said nothing. �But I know better than to touch on unrequited love.�
Before Nick could argue her use of the �L� word, the redhead closed her locker. �Good luck. I�ll see you tomorrow.� With a little wave, Catherine was gone, and Nick was thinking that maybe Greg was right to steer clear of women in his search for romance. They were complicated enough when dating was not involved.
The brawny CSI shook his head and looked at his locker. It had been one of the rare days where Nick did not have to handle any corpses, garbage, or bodily fluids, so he decided to forgo changing or showering before leaving and just turned for the exit after grabbing his keys and jacket.
Once he pulled his truck out of the parking lot, Nick flipped open his phone and dialed Greg�s number from memory.
�Hey; you finally out?� Greg asked after a few rings.
Nick smiled, �Yeah.� He glanced at his rearview mirror and signaled to turn, heading towards the willowy blonde�s apartment instead of his own house, even as he asked; �Can I come over?�
�Yeah.� Greg�s tone made it clear that he would have been shrugging and looking at Nick as though he were crazy to ask if they were talking in person. �You hungry�? I can throw-�
�No, no�I�ll pick up somthin� on the way over,� Nick interrupted, still smiling. �What about you? Can I get you somethin�?�
�Sure; thanks.� The muddle-haired youth sounded genuinely touched and pleased.
�Of course,� the Texan wondered if Greg was just the sort of person who cherished every kindness given him or if he had dated some real jerks before Nick finally came around. �What do you feel like? Any preferences...?�
�Nah, just get whatever you think is good.� His tone made it clear that Greg actually meant it, and Nick did not worry as much a he might have with some of the women he had dated in the past. �You know, Catherine talked to me while you were in interrogation. I�m still not sure what her problem was, but she apologized and we�re cool. What about you?�
Nick had expected the younger man to notice that something was wrong between him and Catherine, so the question itself was not a surprise. And he had already learned that Greg was remarkably receptive, so the tactfulness of it was not surprising either. �We had a fight in the break room after I interrupted her in your lab. It got-�
The Texan sighed. He did not want to go into detail about the argument, but he did not think it was wise to lie to Greg about it either. �She was out of line and I might have overreacted a little. We talked it out before I left. We�re not quite there yet, but we�ll be fine�probably by tomorrow. Don�t worry about it, Greggo.�
�If you say so,� Greg sounded resigned but was clearly not about to press the issue. He waited half a beat before changing the subject, his voice sounded considerably perkier. �When should I expect you?�
�As soon as I can get there,� Nick answered with a contented smile. �I know of a place on the way; it�s quick but pretty good. Half hour, forty minutes tops.� His smile turned into a smirk, and he let it shine through his tone. �Why�you anxious to see me already?�
�Yeah,� Greg answered simply. Then, he took a quick breath and added, �Well that, and I was actually in the shower when you called. I changed the oil in my car and cleaned my place up before I went to the lab, so between that and all the solvents, I sort of smelled like a chemistry experiment. Not that I�ve always looked my best around you, but it�s nice to know you aren�t about to knock on the door when I�m standing here like a half-drowned rat.�
Nick had a feeling he would not mind that situation nearly as much as Greg would, probably not at all, but he decided to keep that to himself. �Well I was hopin� to just sit in, so if that sounds good to you��
�Sounds great,� Greg commented happily and it sounded like he was shuffling through something while he spoke. �I�ll just throw on something comfortable then.�
�You do that,� the Texan wondered if it was possible for him to grin any wider. He glanced at the bag of clothing still sitting in his truck and decided that he�d do the same, assuming Greg had no objection, which he figured Greg would not. Nick spoke gain as he turned to pull into the little parking lot of a small diner he liked. �See you soon, babe. Bye.�
�See you soon, kjære.�
Nick hung up and decided he was going to ask the muddle-haired youth what �kjære� meant after they ate breakfast.
Thirty-two minutes later, the Texan was entering Greg�s building with a bag of take-out in one hand and the bag of clothes he had packed three days prior hanging over his shoulder. A woman checking her mail scoped him out before offering him a smirk and a wink as he entered the building, another woman in the elevator giggled quietly as he stepped out on Greg�s floor, and a man waiting there to board the elevator shot him a dirty look as they passed each other. Nick shook his head and wondered what sort of stories must be going around the younger man�s building�and if Greg was aware of them. The brawny CSI suspected that Greg knew and just did not care enough to mention them.
Caught up in wondering about the likelihood that any of Greg�s curious neighbors would actually know his name or talk about their relationship to others, Nick let himself into the muddle-haired man�s apartment without realizing that he did not have permission to do so. The sound of Greg�s voice, clearly speaking to someone else, caused the brawny man to stop after taking several steps in. Following the familiar voice, Nick took a few more steps forward and looked up to his left, to peer into Greg�s loft-turned-bedroom.
�Yeah, it�s a recent development, but I�m really serious about this guy.� There was a brief pause before Greg continued, sounding a little upset. �Well I�m sorry if he�s mad, but it�s not like he hasn�t had time to get used to the idea. I mean�didn�t you guys count on me finding someone eventually?�
The willowy blonde was pacing in his room, speaking on his cell phone and looking weary. His hair was dry and curling slightly, looking softer than Nick had seen it in years, and he wore a threadbare pair of jeans and a well-worn t-shirt. Greg�s expression was nervous, until he glanced down and saw Nick. Then, he smiled softly to the older man and seemed to regain the composure that he had been in danger of losing only seconds before.
�I�m sorry, mom, but�can we talk about this later?� Greg closed his eyes and took a deep, silent breath, looking all for the world as though he were praying for patience. �Look, I told Papa Olaf what I told him because we were talking about my life, and you know what�? He and Nana are happy for me. If dad doesn�t like it then we�ll just have figure out a way to work around it like we do everything else.�
Nick frowned and moved to set his bags down on the coffee table. He was deciding whether he should go to Greg or step onto the balcony to offer him privacy when he heard the younger man assure his mother that he loved her and that she would hear from him again before he said something in Norwegian and hung up his phone. The brawny CSI watched as Greg tossed his phone onto his bed, released a heavy sigh, and then came down the stairs.
�Hey,� Greg greeted the Texan with a sincere smile, revealing none of the tension suggested by the phone call Nick had overheard. The willowy youth placed one hand on the burlier man�s chest and gently gripped his shirt as he leaned in to kiss him. It was firm, affectionate, and over far too soon. �Are you tired?�
Nick shook his head and looked the slighter man over. It seemed as though Greg were holding himself back, and the older man could not figure out why; Greg had only done that in public thus far. �No, not yet anyway. You want to tell me what that was about?� He stroked Greg�s arm and nodded his head toward the stairs. He pulled the younger man just a little closer as he added, �You looked stressed.�
The blonde released a deep sigh, smiled lightly, and stepped forward. Nick automatically wrapped his arms around Greg as though he�d been doing it for years, and slender arms slid around his waist with the same sense of familiarity. Greg�s nuzzled the Texan neck and then placed a soft kiss there before murmuring, �How about I tell you about it over breakfast? And we can swap stories about your mom�s phone calls today too��
The sable-eyed man smiled and stroked Greg�s back, noting that it was already less knotted than it had been at the lab earlier. Nick tilted his head and kissed the soft blonde hair that was closest to his mouth before he answered. �Sounds like a plan.� As they stepped away from each other enough to walk to the couch, he asked, �How�s your back doin�?�
�Much better, thanks.� Greg smiled embarrassedly and added, �Sorry if I smell like mint and eucalyptus though. Nana sent me this bath stuff that supposed help with pain, and it actually works, so�� He offered the older man the facial version of a shrug and started pulling plastic flatware out of the take-out bags Nick had brought, �Thanks for breakfast too.�
Nick smiled, fighting back a chuckle as he grabbed his breakfast of ham, eggs and potatoes. �No problem, babe. It actually smells nice on you.� He handed Greg the second container and opened the last, half-sized on sitting on the coffee table. �I got you the standard breakfast, plus I got us an order of biscuits and gravy to split.�
�You know I�m not eating all of this, right?� Greg commented as he took a bite of his eggs. The blonde watched the Texan start in on his own food and shook his head. �I still haven�t figured out where you put it all��
�That�s what the gym is for.� Nick smirked around a mouthful of food when Greg rolled his eyes. He swallowed before speaking again, and looked at the younger man seriously. �So, you told your family about us?�
Greg wore a self-conscious smile and offered half a shrug as he swallowed a mouthful of food. �Sort of� I called Papa Olaf back, and of course, he wanted to hear all about how we �finally� got together. He also said �hi� by the way, and you were right; he really likes you.� The younger man grinned and Nick felt his neck warm up as he returned it.
�After I talked to him and Nana, Nana talked to my mom�not sure who called who.� The blonde held up one hand as if to say �who knows� and Nick nodded. After all, the Texan rarely knew who contacted who when it came to his family sharing information either. �I guess she and Papa were really excited about this.� Greg�s eyes lit up in happiness for a moment, before he returned to his tale, and a light flush colored his cheeks.
�Mom got the impression this was alltid serious�� The willowy chemist bit his lip and tilted his head. �Not that I�m not serious about this, but they�re� I mean, it sounds like she got the impression that- Pokker,� Greg murmured, looking slightly embarrassed. �Am I making any sense right now?�
Nick had started out concerned, but quickly grew amused and finally was able to reign in it enough that he could speak without laughing at the younger man by that point, so he decided to help Greg out. �I think I know what you mean; my mom�s done that before to a few of us. The relationship�s just starting out, but to hear her talk, you�d think you were engaged already.� He frowned as he considered Greg�s reactions toward the phone call. �Only�I�m guessing your mom wasn�t as happy about that as your grandparents?�
Greg shook his head and waved off the older man�s concern. �My mom�s just worried you�re going to hurt me. I told her not to, but she�s my mom�she always has to find something to worry about.� The slender youth shrugged his eyebrows and smiled sadly. �No, my dad is the one with the problem.� He sighed and shook his head. �I don�t know�I think he could always just ignore it for the most part before, but with the way my grandparents were talking about you��
The way the blonde blushed and ducked his head make Nick wonder, but he knew it was far too soon to start asking the kinds of questions he was thinking. Instead, the Texan waited quietly until Greg cleared his throat and looked up again, with a sheepish smile. �So my mom told my dad I�d found �the one� and he�reacted exactly as I always expected he would, but mom�s pretty upset.�
Nick frowned and shifted to drape an arm over the slender man�s shoulders. �His reaction wasn�t violent, was it?�
�No,� Greg answered immediately, but not with the sort of panic that normally indicates a cover-up, which relieved the older man. The doe-eyed man leaned against Nick as he added; �No, and I don�t think he�d ever hurt her anyway. He was angry though, and mom still worries about his reactions to this sort of thing. He hates the idea of me �shaking up� with some guy like a-� Greg frowned and met Nick�s gaze, �I think you get the idea.�
The Texan�s jaw clenched and he pulled the younger man closer. �Yeah�I got it. I�m sorry, G.�
�Its fine,� the blonde answered glumly. �It�s just�how he is.� Greg took a deep breath and stroked the arm hanging over his shoulder before he turned to Nick and smiled. �It sounds like your mom took the news well though. Want to tell me about that?�
Nick smiled. �She knew�started suspectin� I swung both ways before I did. She even tried to prepare my dad for me comin� out back when I was in high school.�
�But you never did,� Greg commented, looking pleased by the news Nick had given thus far, but still confused. �So�does he know, or did he just assume your mom got it wrong when she told him her suspicions?�
�He figured it was just a phase,� the Texan smiled lightly at the knowing look that earned him. Greg patted his thigh in understanding before Nick continued. �So that�s probably gonna be a tough call, but at least mom�s on board. And man, she likes you. If you were a woman, she�d be doin� the engagement thing I was just talkin� about.�
Greg grinned, �Seriously? I didn�t get that impression at all.�
�Well, we just touched on the subject of you when I called her; mostly, it was her telling me how she guessed that I was bi. But when she called me back to tell me she�d talked to you�� Nick�s cheeks dimpled as his face broke into a huge grin. �Trust me, babe, you really made a good impression.
�She said she knew she went overboard and she could tell you were scared, but as soon as you got he idea I was gonna take her reaction badly, you stepped up for me. And anyone who looks out for one of her babies is alright by her. Now that I know she�s really gonna give you a chance, I know she�ll love you. So don�t worry about that.�
Greg chuckled and twisted in the Texan�s grip so that he could look the older man in the eyes easily. �Wow, someone�s confidence has taken a huge leapt since yesterday.� He sighed theatrically, �Please don�t tell me I�ve gone and fallen for a mamma�s boy��
Nick chuckled as well and gently smacked the blonde�s hip. �Hey now, quit pickin� on me; I feel good.�
�That�s all that matters then,� Greg commented, and Nick would have assumed it was a sarcastic quip if it had been anyone else, but he could not detect a hint of irony or sarcasm in the slender chemist�s tone and somehow, he was already learning to read Greg almost as well as Greg could read him. Nick vaguely wondered if he always could have, but chose to ignore it.
Deciding that it did not matter how he was getting there, as long as he did, the Texan just held on a little tighter and sighed. �Now I just have to tell Cisco�� Nick considered explaining that Cisco was his dad, but by the look of calm concern that suddenly touched Greg�s face, he knew he did not have to explain.
�Are you still worried?� Greg asked as he managed to slip an arm between Nick�s back and the back of the sofa.
�Not as much as I was before,� Nick rubbed the back of Greg�s neck, the way he rubbed his own when he was uncertain. He chuckled when he realized it, but the willowy youth did not seen to mind. �I know he�s not gonna be thrilled for me like my brothers and most of my sisters, or as understanding as my mom, but I�m pretty confident that he�s not gonna disown me or start cryin�. I just�I don�t want him to see me differently because of this, you know?�
�I know,� Greg answered. The slender youth looked so sincere and understanding, Nick understood why he had said he would need someone who had been there, and the Texan was glad he had Greg. The muddle-haired blonde kissed the corner of Nick�s mouth and offered him a sweet smile. �I hate to say this, in case I�m wrong, but I think he�s going to surprise you.
�If he wasn�t the sort of guy who could look at this with an open mind, he wouldn�t have lasted with your mom this long. She doesn�t strike me as the sort of woman who would tolerate chauvinism�especially aimed against her kids.� Greg grinned lightly and rubbed the brawny CSI�s chest. �Now I know where you get your mama bear attack mode from.�
�Mama bear?� Nick quirked an eyebrow and smirked at the younger man. �Shouldn�t that be papa bear?�
Greg laughed, �Oh, I am so not touching the �big papa� jokes��
The Texan laughed too. He stroked Greg�s sides as he leaned back against the armrest, subtly pulling the younger man down with him. �Okay, I see your point�I�m not into being called �daddy�.�
�Then what are you into?� Greg sounded genuinely curious rather than lewd or flirtatious. He folded his hands over Nick�s chest, rested his chin on them, and fixed the older man with an open expression that gripped his heart more than Greg would ever know. �What gets your juices flowing?�
Nick pressed one shovel-shaped hand to the small of Greg�s back and the rubbed his upper back with the other one. �This,� he answered simply with an unpretentious grin.
Greg tilted his head slightly and stared at the brawny man for a moment, his eyes were tight, cautious, but still completely open as he warred with himself. Finally, he tried, �You have a scar fetish�or do you mean guys?�
Nick stared at the younger man for a moment before he chuckled warmly and moved his hands to cup Greg�s face. �I meant this, G; us. Just bein� together; comfortable, open. I knew it was important, but never knew just how much that meant to me before�� The brawny man shrugged, �Before this, I guess.�
Greg stared at the Texan in awe for a moment, before his doe eyes gleamed with affection and he stretched up to meet Nick in a passionate kiss. The blonde nuzzled the older man�s squared jaw when they parted and murmured his name. He took a breath as though he was going to say something but instead he shook his head minutely and kissed Nick�s jaw followed by his throat. Then, Greg just tucked his face into Nick�s neck and breathed him in for a moment.
Nick wrapped his arms around the blonde and smiled weakly. �Did I say somethin� wrong or somethin� right?�
�Something right,� Greg�s voice was thick with an emotion Nick was not willing to name yet, and was also muffled by the CSI�s neck. ��Something perfect.�
After silently holding each other for some time, the two men turned the conversation to lighter subjects, like old family antics, and eventually finished their breakfast.
Nick leaned against the counter and watched Greg put away the leftovers as he told the younger man about the time he and Jennie snuck into a barn party hosted by some of Ronnie and RJ�s college friends. �It was the first time I got completely trashed. Jennie was terrified that mom and dad would find out and blame her for lettin� me come along. Ronnie and RJ milked that one for months, man��
Greg straightened and grinned; speaking over his shoulder as he threw away the empty take-out containers. �Remind me not to do anything to get on their bad side if I speak to either of them.�
�Oh, you�ll speak to them.� Nick smiled as he crossed to Greg and rested his hands on the younger man�s hips. �Now that they know about you, they�re gonna insist on it sooner or later. But don�t worry, they�ll like you�I�m the one they�re gonna torment.�
�I think that just comes with having siblings.� Greg grinned as he draped his arms over Nick�s shoulders and crossed his wrists behind the brawny man�s neck.
�Yeah, and I can usually give as well as I get when it comes to �em.� The Texan massaged the slender man�s hipbones with his thumbs and returned Greg�s grin. �We also had each others� backs when we needed it though�and bein� the youngest meant I got to learn from all of their trials and errors.� Nick�s gaze turned thoughtful as he considered the willowy youth. �Man, I can�t imagine growin� up alone.�
�Well I wasn�t all alone,� Greg replied soothingly as he gently stroked the back of Nick�s neck. �My mom always kept me close,� the younger man scrunched his nose and gave a half shrug before grinning again. �My grandparents were very involved with me�especially Papa and Nana; my dad did things with me on the weekends sometimes.� Warm brown eyes shifted away briefly and the young man bit his lip, as though considering how to proceed. ��Before puberty, anyway, then he pretty much gave up on me.�
Greg released a puff of warm air that ghosted over Nick�s adam�s apple. Then, the slender blonde smiled, past hurts forgotten as quickly as they had come up. His finger gently tapped the brawny man�s back. �And I did have some friends too, you know��
�Of course you did,� the Texan smirked and slid his arms around Greg�s waist. �You�re a likable guy.� Nick�s smirk morphed into an endearing smile when the slender blonde in his arms quirked an eyebrow, clearly trying to determine if he was being mocked or not. �I�m not teasin� you, G. I wouldn�t do that�not now.�
The willowy chemist smiled and instigated a soft kiss, which Nick hastened to reciprocate. The Texan was pleased that his lover had simply accepted his words at face value. Nick knew he could be a bit of a jerk at times; more so in the past and especially to someone like Greg, who was just different enough from Nick to make him question things he had never liked to question before.
�You�re thinking about all this too hard, kjære,� Greg murmured and kissed Nick.
The Texan�s thoughts returned to the present, and he grinned mischievously at the younger man. �Hey, what does that mean?�
Greg pulled his head back a little to look at Nick�s face, his own expressed confusion. �Well I know I was a little scared about starting this, but now that we�re going for it, you should just relax a little and-�
�Greg, no,� Nick laughed and brushed a stray curl out of the slender man�s eyes. He looked the younger man in the eyes and nodded, �I get that. Thanks for clarifyin� though. No, I meant that word�kaj- kjaere�?� The Texan�s eyebrows furrowed slightly and he offered a crooked smile.
�Oh,� The willowy chemist looked away, and appeared a little embarrassed. �There�s really no one-to-one translation; it�s a term of endearment.� Greg gestured and looked around the room as he added, �Its like �darling�, �my dear�, and �my beloved�� He froze; face tilted away, and slowly turned his eyes toward Nick, gauging the older man�s reaction.
Nick�s eyebrows were raised, but then his lips quirked into a goofy smile. �Now who�s thinkin� too hard?� He leaned forward and dropped his voice, �Darlin�.�
Greg smiled and responded with a kiss.
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