My Ex-Husband Is My Mate
I assure her, "And he's making ribs right now, so it's not that bad to have him here, right? He has his uses. We won't have to risk our lives killing spiders anymore, either."
"But he always grabs them with his bare hands and sets them free, I hate that about him," Bobbie mutters, her lips rising up a little bit until she notices and stops it, "His ribs are always really good, though. And his steak too… so I guess you’re right, he has his uses.”
“Yep. And it’s fine to forgive…” I start, but her five seconds of softness are over, so she just scoffs and says she has to go take a shower.
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