Well, I have to say that one of my bestest features is my incredible ability to let it go. Cullen said sorry, and he meant it. Then ....it's over. OVER. Done. I feel better (I'm sparing you my tirade about how stupid gross it is that he can't control himself, and his retort wondering asking me how often this *really* happens, and my comeback that it doesn't matter how often it is, the fact that it's recurring needs to SPEAK VOLUMES to him, all spat in a rude tone because I'm a brat.).
Yay.
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