I fucking love you!” He grabbed each side of my face,
slamming his lips against mine. “I love you so much,
Pigeon,” he said, kissing me over and over.
“Just remember that in fifty years when I’m still kicking
your ass in poker,” I giggled.
He smiled, triumphant. “If it means sixty or seventy
years with you, Baby…you have my full permission to
do your worst.”
I raised one eyebrow, “You’re gonna regret that.”
“You wanna bet?”
I smiled with as much deviance as I could muster.

Autore: Jamie McGuire

I fucking love you!” He grabbed each side of my face, <br />slamming his lips against mine. “I love you so much, <br />Pigeon,” he said, kissing me over and over. <br />“Just remember that in fifty years when I’m still kicking <br />your ass in poker,” I giggled. <br />He smiled, triumphant. “If it means sixty or seventy <br />years with you, Baby…you have my full permission to <br />do your worst.” <br />I raised one eyebrow, “You’re gonna regret that.” <br />“You wanna bet?” <br />I smiled with as much deviance as I could muster. - Jamie McGuire




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