Don't call me yours, Mister
Ady says her voice going soft, giving his hand a squeeze in a reassuring gesture.
Alexander wasn't sure what higher being brought this fiercely loyal woman into his life, but he continues to thank every deity above for Ady. "Oh, Ad. I love you, you know that right?" Alexander says looking up at her, hoping she can read the sincerity in his face. Ady squeezes his hand again. "And you're right, I think I might need some moral support for this." Alexander says. He lets out a breath glancing down again. When he looks back up to Ady, he grins widely at he. He teases, "Pack that Louis Vitton luggage of yours, Ad. You are going on an adventure to the delightful town of Pigeon Creek, Alabama."
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