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Larry nods as his thumb moves smoothly across her soft cheek. “Yeah that sounds about right.” He leans down and kisses her forehead gently, his lips lingering for a moment. He hoped their distractions would be much more fruitful than they were, but he wasn’t all that surprised to find that they had been a complete waste of time.

“Well, I read the file fifteen times before I realized I wasn’t absorbing any information. So I gave up on that pretty quickly and instead decided to sulk at my desk.” His fingers graze her neck gingerly, his feather light touch moving from the side to the back of her neck where his fingers begin their massage.

       “Sounds about right,” she murmurs, her words mirroring his previous statement. At the feel of his fingers working at the tension at the back of her neck, Ally lets her eyes fall closed, a soft grunt falling from her lips as she lets out a heavy breath. “I suspect this is going to be how our lives go for a while…” Ally wasn’t sure if there was anything they could do to keep themselves distracted, not when the reminder of what they were trying to avoid, left a gaping hole in their chest.

Just as there was no words that could make the situation any better, there was nothing more they could do either. It was a waiting game, one of which threatened her sanity and made her want to close herself off for at least an hour or so. “As much as I don’t want that call to come from Rob, just sitting around waiting is just as bad…”