Giving her a small smile, he stepped inside this place of hers, this neat little home that he had helped build for her. "I'm okay. Glad to see you." Turning to her, he spread his hands and shrugged. "I think it's another one of those island weekends. Compulsive honesty again. For me, at least."
There were worse things that could happen, most definitely, but this wasn't exactly the uneventful weekend he'd been hoping for.
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There were worse things that could happen, most definitely, but this wasn't exactly the uneventful weekend he'd been hoping for.