She didn’t want to start a fight, but there were times when Tucker seemed to be difficult just got the sake of it, and Lizzie didn’t appreciate it one bit. She waited to hear what he had to say though. Fair was fair.

"First, I didn't keep it any sort of secret that Joel and I were doing a stag thing that night.”

“Och, and al’ I did was come tae say hello! There was nae need tae turn it intae some kind of test!” That was fair enough, surely? What she didn’t expect was what followed.

“And maybe it didn't occur to you that I wasn't all that chuffed to find out that the girl with the tits falling all over the place belonged to my girl,"

“You what?” She put down her mug and stared. “It was a costume, you daftie. It was period dress! I didn’ae show anything that the Real Flora MacDonald didn’ae show!” She pouted slightly.“I thought ye might like it.”

She studied him, then, carefully. “We’re ye embarrassed, Tucker? I didn’ae mean tae do that. It was only a bit of fun, ye ken.” She chewed her lower lip.

“And they were nae fallin’ about. I only showed a wee bit of cleavage…”

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