Don’t mind us,” Mack called. “They probably don’t get a lot of foreplay in hospital waiting rooms. You’re breakin’ the monotony of tears and tantrums.
“Mack!” Carrie hissed. “Tate just kissed her, that’s hardly foreplay.”
“You weren’t watchin’ close enough, honey. That was definitely foreplay.
An accountant would not make his girlfriend worry he while he was away at work”
“Yeah,” Jonas shot back with a smile, “but he also wouldn’t have a milf girlfriend either.”
I felt my eyes round as Tate said in a father’s warning tone but still I could tell from his voice he was smiling huge, “Bub.”
“Dad, seriousloy, she’s milf,” Jonas returned.
“Think it, boy, don’t say it.” Tate replied.
“Right,” Jonas muttered but he was still smiling at me and his smile was unrepentant.
Jonas had called me a milf.
I knew what that meant and I didn’t know what to do with it.
Seriously, Tate from head to toe.
Kiss me, Tate,” I demanded softly.
“Baby -“
I lifted my head and put my lips to his, encouraging on a whisper, “I wanna catch fire, honey, and only you can bring that out for me.”
I watched up close as Tate’s eyes went intense then his head slanted and he muttered, “You got it, Ace.”
Then he kissed me.
I could make better pie-type love with a new stove!
I heard his disembodied voice shout back, “Dick territory, babe. Don’t even think about it unless I’m there.”
“Chick territory,” I kept shouting. “A stove’s in the kitchen!”
“It’s got a plug and weighs over fifty pounds. Totally dick,” he shot back on his own shout.
I gave in, turning to the plans while giggling.
Totally dick.
My old may was funny.
I loved you then. I love you now. I’ve loved you every day for seven years.
Kristen AshleyTag: gray
Okay, my man, in a minute you are gonna hear a bunch of shit that’s gonna knock your socks off. So, two seconds to prepare, Ivey is my best friend, outside you my only real one, as you know. What you don’t know, she is not my lover. She’s my friend. And I’m gay. You tell anyone, I’ll shoot you and you know I’m not fucking with you about that. Deal with it. We gotta move on, like, now.
Kristen AshleyTag: lash
Honest to God, dollface, you need to stop running around in that fuckin’ nightie. You’re killin’ me.
Kristen AshleyTag: gray
Say it.”
“Say what?”
“Order me to tell you I love you.”
The instant the words came out of my mouth, his eyes closed, a shadow of pain crossed his face and he dropped his head to the side of mine.
He remembered.
He missed that too.
My girl’s home.
Kristen AshleyTag: gray
Never before, never since have I felt for any woman, fuck anyone the way I felt about you. I want that back. I want my girl back.
Kristen AshleyTag: gray
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