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" Hank said happily."Hank... he disagreed with me and we left the conversation unfinished." Moria retorted somewhat exasperated, this always happened when she talked about philosophy, Hank's brain turned off."Oh... sorry Moria, you know I try to understand for you, but I just can't." he said pathetically to her, She smiled again, at least he tried."I know big guy... don't worry about me honey... I'll be home in a week." She chuckled through the phone at him. She hoped a week was all this was going to take to clear this little mess up. Then she could drive back to Colorado Springs and continue on with her life while her husband played for the Broncos."How's your mom doing?" Hank asked trying to avoid the subject of his time away from her."Hank... I saw her two days ago... She and Michigan and Dad and Fritz the new puppy are fine. You talked to me last night remember... when I got into town." Yeah I know baby, but you could have talked to her on the phone." Hank whined, Moria. "Um ... about that..." Samantha was blushing, looking down at her feet."You don't have to do this, Sam," Jackson watched her face carefully, looking for signs of hesitation. It didn't matter how helpful his CPU could've been in convincing her; if she wasn't willing to do this, he had no desire to force her."No," Samantha seemed startled, "no, that's not it at all, I really do, it's just I ... I don't know how."Jackson shot a look at Cynthia, hoping she wouldn't make fun of Samantha's embarrassment, but the mechanic was looking at her kindly, almost affectionately."It's not so hard," Cynthia smiled, reaching out and hooking a hand around Samantha's neck. Samantha blushed harder, but Cynthia gently steered her towards the bed where Jackson was sitting, "do you like kissing our jerk of a boy here?" Yes," Samantha answered hesitantly, and Cynthia gently pushed Samantha's head forward to meet Jackson's lips. Jackson held the moment in his mind as the kiss deepened. It felt like so long.
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