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I Need To Look Like An Idiot At Least Twice A Day To Keep Myself Humble.

I Disconnected And Made A Mental Note Not To Call Tank Unless I Was Bleeding Profusely, And He Was The Only Other Person On Earth.

If Anything Happened To You, I'd Be So Destroyed They'd Have To Strap Me To A Bed And Feed Me Through A Tube. After Five Or Six Years, I Might Be Capable Of Taking Care Of Rex. In The Interim, You Should Assign A Guardian.

Ranger Cradled My Face In His Hands, Using His Thumbs To Wipe The Tears From My Eyes. "the Ceremony Is Over. Can You Make It Back To The Car?" I Nodded. "i'm Okay Now. Am I Red And Blotchy From Crying?" "yes," Ranger Said, Brushing A Kiss Across My Forehead. "i Love You Anyway." "there's All Kinds Of Love," I Said. Ranger Took Me By The Hand And Led Me Back To The Suv. "this Is The Kind That Doesn't Call For A Ring. But A Condom Might Come In Handy." "that's Not Love," I Told Him. "that's Lust.

How Was Your Day?" Morelli Asked Me. "oh, You Know, The Usual. Stole A Truck. Blew Up A Building, And Brought Seven Monkeys Home With Me.