(See part one here.)
I was on the couch, and Gabe was on the floor. He yawned. We made eye contact.
GABE: What!
NORA: What?
GABE: Are you spying on me?
NORA: Spying on you?
GABE: I saw you staring at me!
NORA: I looked at you right as you looked at me.
GABE: Creep.
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your husband is freakin' hilarious!~
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