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Stacy - Lunch with the girls 2

Penulis: Scarlett Jane
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"Well you can't work for National Geographic or see the rest of the world without some experience," I said, my hands traveling along the contours of his abs.

He grabbed my hand, bringing it up and holding it against his chest.

"Maybe I have bigger dreams now," he said, nudging my nose with his.

"What are you talking about? What could be bigger than National Geographic or being a struggling artist sailing the seven seas?" I said, quoting him back to himself from seven years ago.

"You. Marrying you is the biggest dream I have, Stace," he said, and my eyes flew up to his.

He looked at me with such sincerity I didn't know what to do with myself. I tried to go back to washing his body, to thinking about the show, but he stopped me by laying his lips on mine.

My lips molded to his. I let go of the loofah and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him claim my mouth. Claiming his in return. His arms went around my waist, pulling
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