Chapter 115

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"Dan, how old are you?" George asked casually, his hands under his chin.

"I-I'm..." Dan's throat dried up. "Seventeen."

"Really?" Julia hummed.

Dan and Rome shared a confused look. The younger could not fathom where the conversation was going.

"And when are you turning eighteen?" George asked again.

"Next year, um, in like eight months." Dan was very unsure about his present position.

"Good good." Rome's dad nodded his head. "Do you know how old Rome is going to be?"

Rome groaned as realization downed upon them and Dan tensed. Oh crap!

"Sixteen." Dan's head hung low as he replied. Julia gave him a sympathetic smile which he missed.

"You know what this means, right?"

Rome was about to protest when Dan stopped him by simply putting his hand on his thigh.

"We know."

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