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Sometimes You Move So Well It's Hard Not to Give In
There was a party at the Inn celebrating the birth of the Good Doctor's firstborn child and everyone in town had deigned to show up. Music and booze flowed freely from the bar and a jukebox Doug had set up just for the occasion, while he and his fellow parents laughed and cracked jokes with the new father and reminiscing about when their own children had been born. People had shifted a few of the tables and chairs to the side and had started dancing, either pairing off or simply gathering as a group to make fools of themselves.
Somehow Kai had managed to get a hold of Claire without Rick noticing and the two were locked together in an intimate embrace as he twirled her around. Everyone else was laughing and having fun, but these two, unable to tell where one ended and the other began, were as serious as if they were disarming a bomb. Which is exactly what the situation became when her leaned in and whispered, "I wonder if he's half the lover that I am," in her ear.
Claire shuddered as they continued to move fluidly and gave in as silently as she could.
To Be Continued
Whoo! Drama unfolds! So far I've kept good on my promise and hopefully you all aren't tired of me spamming your guys' inboxes yet. Anyway, this is where the real fun begins; stick around for the next few chapters, yeah? They're going to be doozies.
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