“Well, okay,” Carlos said. He glanced to the side, looking at the hand towel. “Let’s at least put that on my shoulders so we don’t get gel on the suit jacket, okay hon?”
“I’m taller than you when I stand up straight.” he giggled. He straightened himself, not really liking the sensation, so going back to being face to face while slouching, “I can stand on my tip toes if I need to be taller.”
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The Perfect Scientist 