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Carly's Story

... we were inside my apartment, Carly came to me and hugged me. We stood there for a few minutes, not saying anything. When she broke away from me, I looked in her eyes and saw no fear. I smiled at her.

"Well, what a night!" I said.

That got a giggle out of her. "Yeah, I guess it was."

"How's your hand?" She asked, grabbing it and turning it over to look at my knuckles. They were red with a little swelling, and were sore when I moved them.

"Nothing's broken, It'll probably hurt for a few days," I said.

Carly sat me on a barstool in my kitchen and I let her nurse me this time, getting an ice pack and placing it carefully across the back of my hand, then giving me some advil to take and a glass of water.

"That's it, that's about the extent of my nursing skills," Carly said, grinning at me. I chuckled back at her, flexing my hand gingerly under the ice pack.

"Excellent job, Nurse Carly. Couldn't have done it better myself," I said.

As we fell asleep that night, I'm not sure if she was worried about me getting in trouble for hitting Rick.

I, however, had no such worry.

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Carly furrowed her brow, looking down at her phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"I just got a text from Beth," she said. "She's asking if you will come to our meeting today."

"I wonder if that meeting is going to end with me in a pair of handcuffs," I said in a non-chalant tone.

Carly couldn't help but laugh a little, hearing my tone of voice. "You really ...

... don't seem too stressed about going to jail. I'd be an absolute mess right now," she said.

"Nah, I'm really not worried. First, it was unavoidable. I'm not about to let someone just grab you. Second... a trip to jail will definitely help my 'tough guy' street cred," I said, winking at her.

She laughed again and rolled her eyes, "you're something else, did you know that?"

The meeting was set for 1:00, so Carly left for work and I stayed home for the morning, cleaning up a bit and going to get a workout. About 11:30, I left and picked up lunch for the both of us before going to Carly's office.

Being the first time I went to Carly's office, plus the fact that I'd be meeting with a prosecutor along with Carly, I decided to dress a little smarter than normal, so I put on some khaki pants and a comfortable button-down shirt.

After picking up lunch, I headed to Carly's office. Walking through the lobby to the desk. I told the receptionist I was here for Carly Sims.

She picked up the phone and dialed an extension. "Ms. Sims? There's a Jason Carmichael in the lobby for you." Hanging up the phone, she told me, "She's on the way. Wait... are you 'the' Jason?" The receptionist asked.

I smiled at her.

"I guess it probably depends on what you mean by 'the', but yes ma'am, I am," I said.

"Well, it is nice to finally meet you! We've heard about you in the office," she said.

At that moment, Carly walked into the lobby.

"What are you doing here so soon? I didn't ...