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Post by Charity Christos on Sept 14, 2009 5:52:41 GMT -5
"Well." She sat herself on his desk, barely moving the paperwork as her legs caged his lap. "Isla was part of a fight in school. She wasn't directly involved, but she was with the lads who were causing the trouble."
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Post by Caleb Cross on Sept 14, 2009 5:56:01 GMT -5
Caleb's brow furrowed, "That doesn't seem like her."
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Post by Charity Christos on Sept 14, 2009 6:00:52 GMT -5
She tipped his chin, fingers stroking the stubble on his jaw. "No, that's what Sophia said, so I offered to take the report up to Cal. Anyway, we talked, Caleb, and, he said if we'd like to have Isla to stay for a weekend or something, then he'd be happy with that?"
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Post by Caleb Cross on Sept 14, 2009 6:17:03 GMT -5
Caleb's eyes flickered upwards and he looked surprised but happy. "Really?"
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Post by Charity Christos on Sept 14, 2009 6:18:50 GMT -5
She nodded, with a soft smile. "I thought you'd like that?"
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Post by Caleb Cross on Sept 14, 2009 6:21:14 GMT -5
"It would be nice- Maybe over Christmas break?"
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Post by Charity Christos on Sept 14, 2009 6:24:41 GMT -5
She nodded. "as you like, Caleb."
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Post by Caleb Cross on Sept 14, 2009 6:25:52 GMT -5
"And what do I owe for this favor?" He asked playfully, bringing her to sit against him.
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