Gene's P.O.V.

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As I walk into Paul's kitchen, I see the mounds of food and presents. Eric is with me, reluctantly. We've come to a truce which means that we talk to each other only when necessary.

About half way through the party I look up to see Tommy practically drooling while staring at Eric. "What the hell?!" I glance over at Paul to see if he's noticed but he's  oblivious to the situation.

I nudge Paul but get no response. Suddenly I feel Eric's Eyes on me boring a hole in me. Turning around, I get flipped off at the same time Eric shoves cake in my mouth. Mouthing an "I love you" to my husband, I absentmindedly continue to stare at Paul. I've just noticed he looks rough around the edges but a lot better than Tommy does. 

Finally I make my way over to the main food area so I can refill my plate. About half way through my second plate, Eric notices Tommy staring at him so he leaves in a hurry. Oh boy, I bet he thinks I'm staring at Paul because I want him. WRONG! He's got a giant chocolate stain on the back of his jeans which he doesn't notice. 

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