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Gerald: I actually joined a gym yesterday. I exercised for a whole hour today. I survived lol.
Alfred: You did what? Gerald, you were shot on Friday. I know. I was there. You had major surgery and checked yourself out on Monday. Against doctor advice and mine. I don't want to nag but please don't do too much.
Gerald: Don't worry. I'm fine. My personal trainer there actually took it relatively easy on me. I'm still proud of myself. A whole hour.
Alfred: I'm proud of you too but I just don't want you to hurt yourself. You're important.
Gerald: Only to you. You said you loved me.
Alfred: To more than just me but yes. You're important to me. Yes. I love you. I'm falling in love with you. Are you resting finally? How is your incision?
Gerald: Yes , Mother, I'm resting. Lol. Seriously I am. I'm watching Masterpiece Theater on PBS. And eating a little low everything popcorn without extra butter on it. I won't eat a whole bowl either. Speaking of theater I have two tickets to the ballet on Saturday night. I made sure that the facility is handicapped accessible. Would you like to go with me? I promise not to kneel over before than.
Alfred: Lol you better not. I don't fall in love with just anyone you know. Yes. I would love to go with you. We can take Uber if you want. I mean I might not be able to get in and out of your car easily.
Gerald: I'd prefer my own car. If you wouldn't object I can always assist you if you require it.
Alfred: I wouldn't object. If it's you. For some reason. And my mother is being operated on tomorrow at eight am. If you don't feel like it you don't have to come to the hospital.
Gerald: Nothing will ever keep me from you if you need me.
Gerald: You're not the only one falling in love. I am too. I know nothing about relationships though. I may destroy this somehow.
Alfred: You're not the only one whose relationship deficient. I've only had the one. Scott. And he cheated on me constantly. And I let him.
Gerald: Man is a fool. I can't believe you said he attempted to make you jealous with Nigel's brother. Jealous ploys wouldn't be necessary if he had acted like a civilized person.
Alfred: That dinner was wild. That Roman. I almost forgot with my mother's news and everything but let me tell you about a call I got from him.
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Roman : I have changed my mind. I was a fool to ever forsake you. You are my true love, Lyle Peters. We are meant for each other.
Lyle: No. We are not. My true love is my husband. And my name is Lyle Anderson. Don't text me again or I will call the police. And your uncle.
Roman : None of them scare me. Not Uncle Nicholas. Not the American police. And not that man - child you married. It won't be hard to separate you from that fool in nursing scrubs.
Lyle: Are you threatening my husband? Stay away from my husband. From my house. From my job. We have a security system, dogs and guns. This will not end well for you.
Roman: Everything ends well for me.
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Lyle: Faith , I have a problem. The regular cops have never taken my stalking seriously. I know you are busy with the case and all but this Roman man is getting worse. He's communicating now from his own phone and not burner ones anymore. I don't know what to do.
Faith: I'd get a restraining order if I was you. Like ASAP. File a complaint on him too. Rich or not stalking is a crime here. And if you want I can go and discreetly put the fear of me in him.
Lyle: I'll do everything else you said but I don't want you making contact with him. Not for me. I don't want you getting in anymore trouble.
Faith: Lol trouble? Me ? I'm just going to talk to my stepdaddy's nephew about a mutual friend. No big issue. Don't worry. You're my friend and I have your back. Just get the restraining order. And make the report. Tomorrow. If possible.
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON ELEVEN
Ficción GeneralThe ongoing soap opera about the trials and tribulations of disabled math professor and genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC area.