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"It's not going to fit," I squeaked.

"Of course it will."

"What if something gets damaged?"

"It'll fit."

"What if it doesn't and one of us breaks something?" I asked as I felt panic start to bubble up in my stomach.

"We aren't going to break anything."

"Humor me," I pleaded. "Do you know someone that can fix it if we break it?"

"Yes. I do."

"But, you don't think that we'll break anything?" I asked.

"No, I don't. Can we do this now?"

"Hold on. I'm trying not to have a panic attack. Give me a moment," I said as I started to feel slightly dizzy about the topic at hand.

I swear that I saw his eyes roll as I bent over to put my head between my legs. I did some deep breathing to get my nerves under control. We had been talking about doing this for months. Now that we finally were, I was a bit nervous about actually doing it. I finally pulled my head back up and looked over at him.

"You know," he said, "it wouldn't look to good if you pasted out while we were doing this."

"I'm not going to pass out," I said with an eye roll of my own.

"You're a little worked up about this."

"It's a big deal. It's not every day that something like this happens."

"Thank God," he muttered.

"I heard that!" I shouted. "I can't believe that you just said that!"

I know that he was thinking about smiling at my outburst. His eyes were dancing around in his head as he watched me flail my arms as I continued my rant.

"I should have known that you would be insensitive about this! I wanted this to be special and you're turning it into a joke! I'm so glad that I let you talk me into this! What was I thinking?"

"You need to chillax."

"Chillax?" I shouted. "How can I chillax?"

"Deep breaths," he said flatly.

"I feel like my head is going to explode and he wants me to take deep breaths?" I shouted to the heavens. I'm not all that sure that God heard me. I decided to take out my new found rage over the silence from above on God. "I went to church every week for eighteen years and this is what you give me to work with?"

"Maybe he's mad about you missing the last seventeen years."

"Don't you start with me about church, Little Man!" I shouted as I glared over at him. "When was the last time you went to church for something other then a funeral?"

"It doesn't matter," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I'd love to stand here all day while you try to prepare yourself for this, but I have a meeting in thirty minutes. Could we hurry this along?"

"Thirty minutes isn't enough time. I can't believe that you expected this to take less then forty-five minutes!"

"You're right," he said as he shook his head. "I should know by now that nothing is ever quick with you."

"You know what?" I said as I felt my temper start to rise. "Why don't you go ahead and go back to the office. I'll get one of the guys to help me out with this."

"Over my dead body," he growled as he stepped closer. "You wanted to do this together."

"But you don't seem to want to make the time for it," I pointed out as I took a step back and pulled out my phone. I knew just who to call to get a rise out of him.

"Don't you dare," he warned as he took another step forward as I started dialing.

I had the phone to my ear and waiting for the other end to answer when he caved. I watched him call the office and ask to have the meeting rescheduled. I snapped my phone shut before Lester picked up and dropped my phone back in my pocket.

"That's cold, Babe."

"You wanna know what's really cold? That I had to pen myself into my husbands daytimer to get time with him."

"I'm sorry that I've been busy, Babe."

"It's okay. Thanks for rescheduling for me, Ranger," I said as I smiled up at him. I slid my arm around his waist and turned his attention back to what brought us here in the first place. "I'm going to ask you one more time. Is there enough clearance to drive this Dodge Ram into the garage?"

"Yeah, Babe. Without breaking anything."

"Now I just need to pick a color," I said. More to myself then to him.

"Babe," he said with an exasperated sigh.

"Fine," I huffed as I turned to the car salesman who had been standing beside us the whole time. "I'll take one in black."

Chillax- Chill out and relax