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Martin shook his head at the thought of his daughter and Ezra 'bonding' over criminal activities "I don't need my daughter having a rap sheet as long as the Declaration of Independence, Ez." Martin said as he stood up, collecting the empty plates and beer bottles. He shoved everything into the trash can and then looked toward the pizza boxes "Well, I guess we all have lunch for tomorrow..." Martin said, another sigh escaping him as he walked back over to Ezra and easily slid into the man's lap; still skinny but a lot bulkier than when he had been in High School.

Fingers slid up Ezra's chest until Martin was holding the other's neck lightly "Our daughter is very susceptible to the things that people tell her. She takes everything seriously... So, please, try not to tell her things that will end up engrained inside of her brain forever?" Martin questioned, fingers slowly moving up Ezra's neck and into his hair, lightly tugging the strands to pull Ezra's head back before he leaned in to kiss him softly "Are you going to be staying with us, or are you gonna dip out in the middle of the night to go find that guy you left?"