"I'm married." Bradstreet said. Charlene shrugged.
"So?" She asked.
"I know your father. He'll kill me."
"Not if he doesn't find out." Charlene Holmes replied brightly.
Bradstreet groaned. "I love my wife."
"You can love more than one person, Roger." Charlene said as she gave him a winning smile.
Bradstreet shook his head. "This is wrong."
Charlene pouted. "Please?"
"No." Bradstreet decided. "I'm not doing this. Goodbye, Charlene."
"I'll see you later." Charlene called after him as he darted away, cursing under his breath.
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