This fic is rated R
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Chris laid down next to her. This was his favorite part of the day. He wrapped his arm around her as she seemingly stared off into nothing. He knew that look well. He nudged her out of it. "Like I said, you really shouldn't rely on it that much."
She laid back frustrated. "I only scanned bits and pieces of their minds. Something is wrong."
"The strippers must have gone on strike." Chris laughed. Molly grinned upward at him.
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