Quinn exclaimed in surprise, "But it's past nine, Charlie! Even if you want to hurry, does it have to be now?""I have to go," Charlie replied.Quinn groaned. "Do you miss Ms. Wilson?""Not Ms. Wilson—Mrs. Wade," Charlie corrected her."Nope," Quinn snorted, at once stern. "She's the third wheeler here and I'm understanding enough to let her have you.""Yeah, yeah," Charlie sighed, knowing that there's no beating Quinn in this argument.If he argued about first-come, first-served, Quinn would say she had known him since they were kids.If he argued that they were legally married, Quinn would argue that they had an engagement and that such promises weren't meant to be broken.Either way, she'd have just cause, and Charlie knew he didn't, so he avoided the fight.Giving up, he sighed, "Ms. Wilson it is. Anyway, I've been gone from home for days, so it's time I head home."Quinn didn't press that issue. "I'll drive you to the airport."Charlie shook his head. "I can send you ho
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