Dec 11, 2008 17:22
I had called John earlier to let him know I was stopping by. I knocked on the door, feeling a bit nervous. Should I tell him about Pattie? Would he get mad? It didn't mean anything, it was just a fuck. It wasn't like when I slept with George and he found out. But still, John got jealous and I figured it would be best to keep it to myself.
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Luckily, Cynthia had already went to bed and that meant that Paul and I could finally be alone. For a little while at least. I finally heard a knock on the door and I hopped off the couch and headed to the door.
I opened it and saw Paul standing there. I smiled. "Hey."
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"Done anything since we got home?"
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"Oh, not much really. Tried to catch up on a little sleep." I walked into the living room and set down on the couch. I motioned for him to set down before I continued.
"I hung out with George today too. Other than that, nothing worth noting. You?"
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"So," I started, trying to get my mind off of it, "what did you and George do?"
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