PROMISE ME, JAKE
Done with the steaks - which was heavenly, no doubt that Candice made it for us - and now taking little bites of the muffins while sipping our wines.
Jake had his arms around me while I am nestled between his legs, my side resting against his front, legs draped over his. A blanket embracing both of us, keeping our body warm.
We’ve stolen kisses here and there, but I think we’re still enjoying this moment… trying to catch up with the years that went by.
“She’s still a bitch.” I raised the blueberry muffin to Jake’s mouth, offering him a bite. Before his teeth could clamp down on the sweet treat, I moved it away, laughing. I raised it again, doing the same, making him glare.
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