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Chapter Ten
Marco got home and ran up the stairs. He sat on the couch in the sitting room staring at the blank TV screen for what seemed like hours. In reality it had only been about an hour when the doorbell broke his reverie. He'd been thinking about Dylan and his almost accusations. He'd also been thinking about why he was so hurt by Dylan.
He got up and trudged down the stairs as knocking began on his door. "I'm coming," Marco almost shouted at the door as he neared it.
He opened it and wasn't surprised to see who was on the other side. "What took you so long?"
"Can I come in?"
"Sure," Marco said and stepped aside. "Now that you're in, why are you here?"
"You didn't seem surprised to see me though."
"No, I knew you'd come but now I'm wondering why."
"I'm concerned about him and you know it."
"Chad, I just need time." Marco told him as he led him up the stairs to the sitting room he'd just exited.
"Why? What is so wrong that you left Dylan like that?" Chad asked stopping Marco with a hand on his arm.
"I'm confused about everything right now. He almost accused me of sneaking around behind his back to talk to Charles. I couldn't remember what Charles looked like, to me he was some guy that hit on me at the mall." Marco slightly yelled at the older teen.
"Dude, sit down. Get a grip. I'm not the enemy here. I just want to make sure that you're okay and are going to do the right thing."
"What do you think is the right thing?"
"The right thing is to forgive Dylan and put him out of his misery by either going over there or calling him and having him come over here."
"Chad, how can I forgive him? I want to and know I will but how? He really hurt me when he thought, even for a second, that I'd hurt him like that. Especially since he told me about Charles and after these last few days." Marco said with tears in his eyes.
Chad could see that Marco was truly hurting and hugged the younger boy, "Just don't mention this to anyone ever, okay?" Chad hugged him a little tighter then let him go. "He told you about Charles? He wouldn't even tell me about it. I know Dylan flew off the handle today and he feels bad for it. Believe me, he was sobbing into Paige's jacket all the way home and when I left he was sitting on the couch in stone silence but still crying. He thinks you don't love him anymore."
Marco sighed heavily, "Of course I still love him. I'm just so...I don't know...hurt, betrayed and even a little angry."
"I know that and you know that but Dylan's not thinking clearly right now. You need to tell him you still love him." Chad was saying as his cell phone started ringing. "It's either Dylan or Paige."
It was Paige telling him that Dylan was headed for Marco's and it'd be better if Dylan didn't find Chad there. Dylan was still in a mood that could be considered explosive.
Chad nodded then realized he was on the phone and Paige couldn't see him. "Okay. I'm going now then. I'll head back over to you. We still on for that movie?" Chad hung up the phone and placed it back into his pocket.
"As much as I'd love to finish this conversation, I've got to jet. Dylan's on his way here and I don't think it's a good idea if he finds me here."
"You're probably right. He might think I'm sleeping with you, too. Thanks for the shoulder and the advice. I won't tell anyone about it though; I'd hate to ruin the tough guy image." Marco smiled as he stopped to open the front door.
Chad hugged him quickly again, "For luck, but once again, it never happened."
Marco laughed and nodded as he let the crazy teen out of his house. 'I'm really lucky that he's on my side. He's nuts but makes some sense about Dylan.'
Marco sat in the downstairs living room since he knew Dylan should be arriving any minute. About 2 minutes later the front door opened and Dylan stormed into the house.
Dylan didn't bother to knock. He started for the stairs but something caught his eye. Marco was waiting for him downstairs.
"Hear of knocking?" Marco asked coldly.
"I'm sorry about that but I didn't want to chance that you wouldn't answer since I'm sure Paige called to warn you." Dylan said as he entered the living room.
"Yes, she called," Marco told him, he just left out who she called. "Sit down. I think we need to talk."
Dylan nodded and sat down in a chair across from him so they could face each other.
Marco got up from the couch and sat on the coffee table, putting him knee to knee with Dylan. Marco looked up at Dylan and saw anger and fear in his eyes. He sat there for a minute studying the older boy carefully.
Dylan watched Marco warily. He saw a hurt, dejected look on his beautiful face and wanted it to go away. It killed him to know that he was the one that put it there. Even though, he was hurt and angry at Marco just up and leaving him.
Marco broke the silence, "I want you to know that I still love you. My feelings haven't changed."
Dylan closed his eyes and sighed with relief. He was afraid to ask but was glad Marco started out with that.
"I'm not going to tell you that I approve of the way you acted today because I don't. You were an idiot, a Neanderthal, and worst of all, you were jealous. I don't think I've given you any reason to be jealous or think I'd pull the stunt that Charles pulled on you. If I have then I apologize." Marco said as he reached for Dylan's hands. He held them in his own and gently rubbed circles with his thumbs across the backs.
"I know that but when I saw you talking to him and he had his hands on you, all logic fled. I saw red and reacted."
"Let me explain exactly what happened today. Don't interrupt until I'm done." Marco said when Dylan opened his mouth to say something. "I was looking at a display in the bookstore and felt someone watching me. I turned and saw a guy. He came over and started chatting about returning gifts. I told him there weren't any returns for me; I was getting my watch adjusted. He knew I was gay because of the size of the ring on the chain. He wanted my number, I said no. He pursued it and I still said no. He compared himself to you not knowing that I'm dating you. I told him there was no comparison because you're wonderful. I don't need anything else. That's when you came up and beat the holy hell out of him. And now, we're here."
Marco finished, gesturing a hand between them and looked at him to say something.
Dylan looked floored at the retelling of the story. "You told him I was wonderful?"
"Not in so many words but I think he got the hint."
"You think I'm wonderful?"
"No more hockey without the helmet. Of course, I think you're wonderful. I love you more than anything, even the car."
"That's only because you've known me longer."
"No, if someone came up to me today and told me I had to choose between having you forever or the car, I'd have to choose you. I can live without the Corvette. I can't see waking up in the morning and knowing you aren't going to be there." Marco told him seriously.
"That is the...wow...I don't know what to say to that. I'm touched."
Marco got up and sat on Dylan's lap, "Now, I've forgiven you but I'm still a little angry about the accusation. But I think it's time we kiss and make up. I don't like fighting with you."
Dylan laughed, "Yeah, I'm not so fond of it myself. I hate it when you're angry or sad and it hurts even worse to know that I caused it."
"Let's settle one thing right now." Marco said.
Dylan looked at him in confusion.
"Just because I get mad, doesn't mean my feelings change. There are days we'll fight, especially if we stay together for any length of time, but that doesn't mean anything. I just want to be mad." Marco said with mild exasperation.
Dylan rolled his eyes and laughed, "I know I freaked. It's our first fight and you seemed very disgruntled. Particularly since you left me at the mall, with Paige and Chad."
Marco leaned in and kissed Dylan lightly on the lips. "Can we stop our first fight now?"
"Yes, it's over." Dylan told him, kissing him firmer.
Marco smiled slightly at Dylan, "You know, they say that make-up sex is supposed to be the best. What do you say we try it?"
Dylan laughed at Marco's excited face, "Yes."
They got up and ran upstairs. It was a good afternoon and evening for the boys, they spent it in bed together.
They were lying in each other's arms watching some random program on the TV when Marco turned and looked at Dylan, "I hate to bring this up but we might want to call Paige. I'm sure she's concerned about us."
"Let her stew for a little while. I don't want to hear it right now." Dylan told him kissing him passionately.
"Oh, I see you have other things on your mind." Marco said laughing.
"Yeah, if my sister was on my mind while lying naked with the man I love, I'd be worried." Dylan said seriously.
Marco shook his head at the blonde and returned his earlier kiss with an equal amount of passion.
That night, Dylan lay with Marco sleeping in his arms against his chest. He felt the younger boy's breath feathering across his pecs and smiled. He looked down at him and watched him sleep with a small enigmatic smile on his face. He wondered what Marco was dreaming about to put such a smile on his lips.
'He is such an enigma. He's smart, funny, kind, and understanding. Most of all, he loves me. I've got to be the luckiest person on earth.'
Dylan continued his musings until he managed to fall asleep about an hour later.
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Meanwhile, Chad went back to Paige and waited for the split second that it took for her to lay in to him about leaving her with Dylan.
"What were you thinking going over to Marco's? He hurt Dylan worse than Charles did."
"Paige, shut up. I did what I thought was right. I'm just as concerned for Dylan as you are, I wanted to make sure that Marco wasn't going to do anything stupid. I also wanted to hear Marco's side of things. Between you and Dylan, he didn't need someone else attacking him for leaving when he was just as hurt." Chad told her sternly.
Paige looked at him remorsefully, "I never thought about Marco in all of this. I saw him leave Dylan there and went into protective sister mode without thinking. He's my friend and I guess I should've thought about that too. I feel so bad."
"Don't feel bad. The sister comes before the friend when something like this happens. I'm sure they'll be okay."
"What did Marco tell you?"
"That he's hurt, confused and angry because Dylan all but accused him of cheating or attempted cheating."
"That's what went down before we got outside?"
"Yes. From what Marco told me, Dylan acted like an ass about Charles accosting him in the mall."
"Now, I really feel bad for Marco. How do you know they'll be okay?"
"Marco's going to forgive him but they'll need to talk."
"Good. I hope Dylan's man enough to beg for it first. Marco deserves that much at least."
Chad smiled at his girlfriend, "Okay, enough teen-age melodrama for today. Let's go see that movie."
Paige grinned at him, "Yeah, let's make it one we've already seen."
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The rest of the week went by quickly and before anyone knew it, it was New Year's Eve. The biggest party night of the year found Marco, Dylan, Paige, and Chad without any plans.
The Michalchuk parents were throwing a gathering for some business associates, so hanging out there was out of the question.
Marco had everyone over at his house with the strict rules that it was only them. No one else was to know about his parents being away. He didn't want his house trashed by inconsiderate teens.
Paige managed to get a few more invites though, "Marco, we can't just hang out like we normally do. We need more people. It's New Year's Eve." She explained like he was an idiot.
"I know it's New Year's Eve, Paige. Who are we talking about inviting?" he asked skeptically.
"Hazel, Jimmy, Ashley and Craig, now that they're trying to work things out, Ellie and Sean. That's about it."
"Fine, but if anyone else shows up, they're getting thrown out." Marco said firmly.
"Oh, I love it when he gets forceful," Chad said from behind Marco.
Dylan cracked up. He couldn't help it, the cutesy tone that Chad used with the phrase caught him off guard. "How would you know what he's like when he's forceful?"
"Well, we didn't want to tell you but Marco and I have something going."
"Cool, can I join?"
"Hello, forget about me?" Paige questioned.
"Sorry, that's too weird. You're my sister and besides not the right sex for me."
The four were laughing at the absurd turn that conversation took.
Marco and Dylan were in the kitchen rounding up snacks and making some different kinds of munchies for the upcoming party. Chad and Paige ran out to get sodas and some party hats, horns, and other noise makers.
"So babe, why'd you give in to Paige?"
"Well, it seems right. We can't spend another night alone with Paige and Chad. It's New Year's Eve and to spend it like that would really suck."
Dylan laughed at his answer, "I had an idea of my own but you went and blew it out of the water."
The expression on Dylan's face said it all, "No, I'm not spending the night in bed with you...again. As tempting as it sounds and not to completely rule out the idea for later, but no, we need to celebrate the New Year with our friends." At Dylan's raised eyebrows, "Okay, mine and Paige's friends. Wait, you've got Chad."
"No, since Chad started dating Paige, Paige has Chad." Dylan joked.
"Okay, I'm making mini pizzas. I need you to grate some cheese for me."
"How do I do that?"
"Please tell me you're kidding." At Dylan's blank expression, Marco sighed.
He got down a bowl, the grater and a three blocks of cheese. Marco set everything in front of him and smiled. "You open the packages of cheese; slide the cheese over the grater. The grater is the metal thing right here. Sit the grater over the bowl so the cheese falls in, and then repeat with the other two cheeses. Got it?" Marco explained like he was talking to a three-year-old.
Dylan smacked him on the butt, "Smart ass. I think I can handle it."
Marco grinned back at him and set everything else up so they'd be ready for the cheese.
Dylan finished grating the cheese, "I'm done. Am I free to go now?"
"No. You're in here for the long haul on this one."
Dylan sat back down on his stool and waited for his next order. "What's the next command?" Dylan asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Your next order of business is to kiss the cook," Marco said as he walked over to him.
Dylan laughed, "That's an order I'd love to follow but I don't think it's appropriate."
"Appropriate or not, I want a kiss." Marco demanded.
Dylan started laughing as Marco grabbed him off the stool and planted a firm, passionate kiss on his lips.
Chad and Paige had returned and walked into the kitchen.
"Hmmm. Looks like we're interrupting something." Chad said cheekily.
"Yes, it appears we are but oh well. Boys, you can let up with the lip lock now. It's called breathing it helps if you want to keep doing that." Paige suggested.
Dylan started cracking up in the middle of the kiss against Marco's mouth, causing him to laugh as well.
They broke apart and looked at the intruders.
"I knew I should've locked that door when they left," Marco grinned tersely at Dylan.
The other three laughed at him.
"Yeah, no. Our friends will be here soon so you couldn't have done anything worthwhile." Paige said.
"Yeah and if you could, dude, we need to have a chat about stamina," Chad told him.
"Yeah, he doesn't have that problem," Marco said without thinking.
Chad and Paige looked at him in shock and then to Dylan with question.
"Did he just...did I hear..." Paige was trying to get the question out but was too stunned to actually get it out.
"Shh. Paige, breathe deeply. It'll be okay." Chad told her trying to soothe her.
"But he, they, before me..." Paige said, waving her hands around in disbelief and frustration.
Marco and Dylan were laughing at the scene.
"I think she's shocked." Marco said with laughter tracing his speech.
"No, I'd say she's pissed that you lost your virginity before she did. Not counting Dean of course." Dylan said trying not to laugh.
"You have a point. Chad's going to have his hands full tonight."
"Not too full, I hope. I'd hate to start the New Year in jail."
"You won't be in jail. It's her decision and I know ways they'd never find the body."
"I think they're planning my murder."
"Don't worry, hun. I can control my brother and his boy toy."
"Did she just call me your boy toy?"
"Yes she did. Can we go play now?" Dylan waggled his eyebrows at him.
"No." The doorbell signaled guests, "Our friends are here."
The party started as Hazel and Jimmy walked through the door. It kept going as the other two couples arrived.
It last through a few movies, a couple of CDs and the ball drop in Times Square on the television.
There were noise makers going off and a lot of kissing at midnight.
Everyone dispersed leaving Marco and Dylan home alone, again.
Marco looked around at the mess and shrugged. "Screw it, it'll be here in the morning. Let's go to bed."
"Best idea you've had all day."
Dylan scooped him up and carried him laughing down the hall to his bedroom.
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Getting back into the swing of school after the two weeks off was challenging. No one wanted to return to school including the teachers.
Marco had study hall third period and took the pass to go get something from the library for a project he was supposed to be working on. On the way there, he got sidetracked...by Dylan.
Dylan appeared out of nowhere and pulled him into the janitor's closet. He flipped the light on behind Marco's shoulder and smiled.
"Can I help you? Or is accosting me merely for fun?" Marco asked with cynicism.
"I like accosting you. I'd like it more if you'd accost me."
Marco rolled his eyes. Dylan laughed.
"In case you haven't noticed, we're in school. I don't know about you but I'd prefer not to miss my first soccer practice because I'm in detention. I don't think Armstrong would find it humorous because two of his players were making out in a closet."
"That's why we don't get caught." Dylan said simply.
"You aren't letting me out of here, are you?"
"Nope, not until I'm done with you." Dylan said smiling broadly.
Dylan leaned down and kissed him while untucking his shirt from his jeans.
Marco didn't think anything of it until Dylan started to undo the button fly of his jeans. He pulled back abruptly, "What in the hell are you doing?"
"It's only been a day. You've forgotten?" Dylan questioned.
"I thought we were going to make out...not do that. We're in school." Marco said with shock.
"You've pointed that out before. You're sounding redundant. We can do this and will. You proved you could be quiet at my house, do it again."
"So, if I say no, you'll keep going?"
"No, that would be rape and I don't want to rape you. It's more fun when you're willing."
"I reluctantly admit that I'm willing. This is one of those one time things right?"
"Depends on how much we enjoy it," Dylan told him as he pushed down Marco's jeans and boxers.
Marco undid Dylan's jeans in record time and had them around his ankles.
Marco braced himself against the door as he felt Dylan enter him. They made quick work of this one because of risky surroundings and the high rush of emotion at the risk of getting caught.
They redressed quickly and Marco kissed Dylan lightly. "That was an experience."
"Yeah, it was fun." Dylan assented grinning from ear to ear.
"I've got to get out of here. My teacher probably thinks I got lost on the way to the library."
"Not lost, kidnapped." Dylan supplied helpfully.
Marco shook his head at his boyfriend and slipped out of the closet unnoticed.
Dylan slipped out behind him a minute or two later.
Marco got back to the classroom with two minutes to spare before the end of class. "Sorry, it took a while to find what I was looking for." Marco said in the way of an apology to his teacher.
She smiled at him as he sat down. One of the many advantages of being a good student, teachers tend to overlook things they'd normally question.
Paige watched him warily as he rounded his desk and sat down carefully. She never got a chance to ask because the bell rang signaling the end of the period.
Marco jumped out of his desk and rushed out of the classroom, mainly to avoid Paige. He knew she was watching him and had something on her mind. He hated those times when she just knew too much.
He entered Armstrong's classroom and groaned. The desks were in groups which meant Marco would have to face Paige anyway. He slid into his seat and put his head down on the desk. He waited for the inevitable.
"Well, hun. What took you so long at the library?" Paige asked sweetly.
"Marco was at the library last period?" Ashley asked.
"He was supposed to be. What didn't he show up?"
"I was in there until the last ten minutes of class. I never saw him." Ash said as Marco groaned.
He knew he'd been caught.
"So hun, where were you?" Paige asked not so sweetly.
"I won't tell." Marco answered like a stubborn toddler.
Armstrong started teaching, much to the girls' dismay and the joy of Marco. He'd gotten a reprieve for at least a few minutes.
Armstrong handed out the worksheets and let the groups work on them quietly.
"Where were you?"
"Paige, do the worksheet."
"No, I wanna know where you were. More importantly who you were with."
"Is that really any of your concern." Marco asked getting rather testy.
"Yes, I believe it is. Especially after what you did to Dylan."
"What did he do to Dylan? I thought the love birds were still happy." Ashley asked confused.
Ellie filled her in on the mall scene as Paige turned back to Marco.
He sat there working on his sheet not looking at anybody. He didn't want to divulge his indiscretions of the afternoon to anyone.
The four finished their worksheets before Paige started in on Marco, yet again.
"I'm going to tell Dylan that you disappeared for an entire class period. You know he's already on edge."
"Paige, give it up. Our relationship is stronger than ever. If you want to know I was with Dylan. We were...chatting." Marco answered hesitantly. He was searching for a word that wouldn't give him away.
"So, which closet did you hide in?" Ellie asked.
"We're out, we don't need closets anymore." Marco joked with her.
"I'm sure you were making out in some closet somewhere in this school." Ashley said laughing at his comment.
"I think they were doing more than making out," Paige said on a whisper. At Marco's blush and the confused looks of the other two girls, she continued, "If you notice that Marco is uncomfortable sitting and he slid into his desk very gently last period."
Marco raised an eyebrow at her, "You think it could be because I worked out yesterday or maybe the fact that your brother has been staying with me since New Year's Eve. Could any of those be a factor?"
"No, you would've been like this for the first two classes and you were fine." Paige said shrewdly.
"Wait, Marco and Dylan..." Ashley started to ask. Ellie nodded her head at the unspoken question. Ashley's mouth dropped open and then closed, doing the perfect imitation of a goldfish.
Marco started fiddling with the chain around his neck and the ring ended up on the outside of his shirt.
"Is that Dylan's?" Ashley asked pointing at the ring.
"Yes." Marco nodded holding it in his hand, looking down at it.
"When did he give it to you?"
"Christmas Day. In front of everyone." Paige said smiling.
"Why didn't I see it at New Year's Eve?" Ashley asked still very confused.
"It normally stays tucked in my shirt..." Marco started but was interrupted by Paige.
"Where it can rest next to his heart...how sweet." Paige said smiling.
"Ugh. You are such a girl." Marco said in mild disgust.
"Hi, I'm a girl." Paige said with the Duh voice.
"That is so sweet that he gave it to you. It must be serious." Ashley supplied.
"Yeah, they're so cute together. It almost makes you sick." Ellie responded to her smiling.
Armstrong walked over to the group, "Is there a problem here?" He asked looking at Marco.
"No, sir. We've finished the worksheet and Paige seems to think my sex life is an interesting topic." Marco answered honestly.
The three girls looked at him in shock and then started laughing quietly at Coach Armstrong's expression of shock and horror.
"I hate to ask but aren't you dating Dylan Michalchuk?"
"Yes sir, I am." Marco said smiling.
Armstrong turned to Paige, "You're discussing his sex life with your brother?"
"Yes sir."
"That's weird on so many levels. Keep it down to a dull roar and try not to discuss this in my class anymore please." Armstrong said as he walked away. He was clearly disturbed by the entire thing and wanted to get away as quickly as possible.
The four friends laughed as quietly as possible but it wasn't working.
Marco was the first to regain some composure until Ashley asked the most ridiculous question.
"Why did you tell him that?"
"The truth shall set you free. No, I knew he wouldn't check on us again if I said that. He wouldn't want to overhear details that could potentially poison his mind against his golden boys on the soccer field. It's hard enough on him having us dating."
Paige laughed hard again, "Yeah, he'll have to pay extra attention if you are in the shower together."
"Paige!" Marco exclaimed pushing her in the shoulder.
Marco got out of Armstrong's class without actually admitting what he was doing during study hall. He also managed to get Paige to forget the current avenue of her thought process by mentioning shopping.
"So, Valentine's Day is just around the corner...what are you doing for Chad?"
Ellie nodded at the change of subject as the four walked toward the cafeteria. 'He knows how to distract her. Good job, Marco,' she silently rooted for him.
"I don't know. It's so hard since it's our first one together."
"What would your brother like for something like this?"
"You on a silver platter. Oh, wait. He's already got that."
"Funny. Serious, please."
"I don't know how you plan on topping Christmas. He's still so happy about that."
"I know. It's Valentine's Day. We've got to do something."
Ashley groaned out loud, "Please people, it's only January 5th. Can we talk about anything else?"
Ellie rescued her by turning the subject to a school project. The four continued to discuss it until splitting up at the cafeteria doors.
Ellie went to find Sean, Ashley spotted Craig but knew no one would come with her because of Spinner, so she took off too.
Paige and Marco looked at each other and smiled.
"It's a good thing we're friends because we spend an awful lot of time together since we started dating friends." Marco joked.
"I know, imagine if we couldn't stand each other." Paige laughed.
They sat down at a table and waited a few minutes for their boyfriends.
Marco felt someone kiss him on the back of the neck which confused him because he saw Dylan heading toward him in the other direction. He tried to get a clue from Paige, but she was hiding her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking from laughter.
Dylan walked up and looked at who was standing behind his boyfriend, "I thought we had this discussion. If you want to kiss him that's fine, but do it in private so it doesn't ruin my reputation."
Marco knew in that instant who kissed him, "Chad, you weren't supposed to do that here. That's private," he scolded gently.
"Sorry but your neck looked so inviting and I couldn't help myself." Chad replied as he sat down next to Paige. He leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.
"No, I don't want to intrude on you turning gay. I'll be here when you decide my brother and his boyfriend are no longer worth it." Paige said laughing.
Chad grinned at her, "You know you're the only Michalchuk for me unless it's on the playing field."
Paige smiled back and him and kissed him soundly on the lips. "Just remember that the next time you kiss his boyfriend."
Ashley heard that last statement as she walked up, "I obviously caught the wrong end of this conversation. It sounds like Chad's been kissing Marco."
"No, you heard that right. Chad's been kissing Marco again." Paige supplied helpfully.
At Ashley's stricken expression, Paige laughed.
"I think I better go now. I'm so confused by the four of you." Ashley said walking away.
The four teens looked at each other and laughed. They knew their conversations and joking were a little odd but it was fun.
Lunch ended and the teens dispersed to their afternoon classes.
Marco looked at the clock for the millionth time in last period. He was excited about his first soccer practice. It had been so long since he'd actually felt excited about playing, that it felt good.
Dylan was waiting for Marco outside the locker room after school.
Marco looked at him questioningly, "Hey, babe. Were you waiting for me?"
"Yes, we need to talk before we go in there for practice." Dylan said patiently leading Marco to a bench.
"Okay, shoot." Marco said when he was seated.
Dylan looked nervous before he began speaking, "Marco..."
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