[ The breakfast in bed wins? Damn, man, if it wins like that, then he's not sure where she ranks those messages. Those messages sound impossibly hot to him. He flushes, and she shakes his head to try to clear it, leaning down to bit down on her lip, tug at it, and let go it. His hands start to dance around her body a little more, probing her for sensitive spots, ]
I can win with somethin' like that? Can you still not cook well?
[ It's been years since he was last here, she could have worked it out! ]
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I can win with somethin' like that? Can you still not cook well?
[ It's been years since he was last here, she could have worked it out! ]