It wasn't like in all the old stories

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“I actually have the page framed and hanging in my house. I look at it when I’m feeling as though my ego’s getting the best of me. It really serves to bring me back down to earth.” He almost went so far as to invite her over to see it, but quickly decided that she’d most likely not get the best vibe from that. “Hey, I’d say that’s notable. I bet you beat out thousands of competitors for that job, right? Plus, you survived law school and, God knows, John didn’t. There’s no light left in his eyes.” 

Was she blushing? Oh no. She was too damn cute. He caught himself grinning like a fool at her for no reason in particular and stopped before it was too late. “So how are you liking your new job?” 

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“Isn’t that right? Everything Sam Adams does is some degree of unacceptable. It just depends on your idea of what is and what is not acceptable. Breaking and entering? Hmm… Depends if you’re okay with that or not, but it’s definitely illegal in most places.” There was a story behind that and John may have been exaggerating about the breaking part. 

“Oh, it is. We should be separated at all times. Never allowed to interact. It would truly be best for everyone.” John twirled the straw in his drink absentmindedly, thinking about what type of nonsense he and Sam were heading for. He wondered if Dolly would approve. “That’s what Black Widow said. Perfect means perfect and I mean it.” His brow furrowed as he realized how repetitive that sounded, but he gave a shrug.

“Do you have any plans for the weekend?” 

     A surprised laugh escaped her as she shook her head.  “It sounds like he might need my services at some point, but at the same time, someone I’d actually like.”  Just the kind of guy who would both drive her mad and she would like... he sounds like her brothers, to be quite honest.  Well, other than the breaking and entering part, which may or may not be true.

      “I think you should be more worries about what would happen if my brothers and him were to meet.  They sound eerily alike.  I’m glad our relationship is sufficiently distant I think the last time they met was when I was a baby.”  They were cousins too, after all.  It amused her so much how her family kept cropping up with him as friends, but she never met him until so very recently.  Blushing deeply, she pulled him in for a kiss.  “You are too much.”

“I am very well aware of that, far less even while I’m away from you both.” He made his way to the waiting carriage, pushing away the feeling that he was forgetting something. Oh well, can’t be too important. He had made himself ignore the tears in her eyes. They made him want to stay even more so that he could comfort her. “Goodbye, Dolly,” he called before taking his seat. He forced himself not to look back after that, although his heart hurt because of it.