Playboy Rehab
Or maybe it was something other than anxiety, I wasn't sure.
A thought clicked in my mind at the moment. I frantically fished through my purse and pulled out a small red stress ball, the one I was supposed to give him when we first arrived at the L.A. Airport, before all of this happened, before we actually knew each other. This one was much smaller than mine but still efficient. I had used it a couple of times, and I knew it would work well for him, if he decided to use it.
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