A Summer in Italy

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"Let's go to the doctor,"Cheyenne said looking at him sadly. She hated hospitals and doctors more than almost anything but she knew that Noah needed to go.
 
"Ugh! You know I hate going to the doctor." He said grabbing her hand. He kissed it. "Please don't make me go to the doctors. It's..... too clean." He said looking away still holding her hand.
 
Cheyenne sighed slightly and pulled his face back towards her,"Yes. We have to go if you're sick,"she says."Just to make sure you're okay. You made me go,"she says stubbornly. She stood up slowly,"Let's get dressed and we can go to the doctor."
 
"What if I said no?" He said with a little laugh. He had always been a smartass, especially around her. It was his way of saying, I love you. He slowly got up and got dressed.
 
Cheyenne didn't say much else besides when she helped him in the car and said she would drive. She got in the drivers side and then they drove to the doctor where she checked him in and waiting for a nurse to call their name.
 
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