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Charlotte hated that laugh, it made her skin crawl and her desire to run had increased by about a million percent. "I uh, yeah I guess you could say that. But I suppose being the guardian for Robbie made me grow up a lot faster than planned." Once their food arrived she felt a little embarrassed by the way Ray acted, he came off as entitled and a bit of an arse but she couldn't exactly be surprised. Taking a few bites out of her salmon she couldn't believe how good it was, "It's perfect, easily the best salmon I've ever had." she admitted. 

Ryan raised an eyebrow at her, "who are you calling old man?" he teased, giving her a little tickle not he sides. Once he had everything he jogged down the stairs, grabbing his car keys from by the door, "See you soon Mila! Love you loads," and with that he dashed out of the door and into the car, checking his phone one more time before driving off, I'm hurrying I swear! Groaning for about the millionth time that morning he put the car in reverse to get out of the drive before speeding off to Kellys. Pulling up outside the front door he got out, running his hand through his hair as he headed up tot eh front door and knocked. As she opened it he took in her appearance, she certainly looked healthier than the last time he had seen her and he recognised the dress from when they had dated, "told you I wouldn't be long didn't I Kels," he said with a smile, trying to be friendly. 
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