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He then opened his eyes and said, quietly, “Stop calling me Mr. McCord, and will you please stand still, or sit down at the table so we can discuss this like reasonable adults?” The kitchen timer went Big Boobs off as if on cue. “I don’t want to talk about it, “she retorted, and she walked past him again to turn the oven down to three-twenty-five and reset the timer. She then walked back to the sink counter and began grating the Parmesan cheese. “We are going to talk about this.” “Why should I, you just accused me of not being an adult.” “Damn it, stop twisting my words, and we are going to talk about it!” “No, we are not!” she exclaimed, turning and raising her voice, “not until you answer my question,” They stood there staring at each other. “Yes, we are!” he insisted, just about having enough of her accusations. “I don’t take orders from you! Try and make me!” she challenged, and she turned her back to him again and continued grating. “Try and make you? Try and make you! What is your major malfunction, woman?” He asked, having enough, and storming outside through the door in the kitchen leading to the back porch, and catching himself from slamming it. He needed to be alone for a while. Running after him and calling out his name, Rachel caught up with him at the end of the driveway, wondering if she pushed him too far. She grabbed his shirt to stop him and said, “Johnny, you should have seen the look on your face, when I said, Try and make me. I can't do this to you anymore,” and she started laughing. “I’m sorry, for teasing you, but pov an opportunity like this only comes once in a lifetime.” He didn’t turn around and replied, “Are you saying the whole bullshit thing was an act?” John asked, still angry. “God damn it, Rachael, it’s not funny, and I’m not amused.” “Please don’t be angry with me. I admit I pushed you too far. 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