My Foreign Husband
The touch on my lips doesn't last as long as I would like, but I'm still smiling a little more lightly when he moves away.
"Beautiful acting" whispers to disguise my embarrassment, looking away at the dress. With so much heat I can't wait to get rid of all this mess of cloths and sparkles. "It quite matches the image of a passionate groom that everyone believes.
"Maybe I'm more worried about what you believe, girl," he's upshoots, arching his eyebrow with a touch of humor.
“Ready! "Glenda appears at the door, this time without the baby. "My husband is a mule who doesn't know the difference between Ham and Turkey Breast, and calls me every time he goes to the market. Did I miss something?”
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