Alpha Abigail's Quest
I text back, “6pm, sounds good, I cooked dinner for us.”
He responds, “Wow, I feel special, should I bring dessert?”
I bite my bottom lip and hit send before I think about what I just wrote, “if you think you’ll need something sweeter than what I have waiting for you, sure.”
His response takes a minute, “growlllllll, stop teasing me little dove, there is nothing sweeter than you are, hmmmmmm.”
I can’t help but giggle, “I’m getting in the shower now, so hurry up.”
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