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"Change out my oil and get another tire on real quick, after that im done." He informed, dabbing his face with the rag. |
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" ok what do you want for dinner " she asked as she looked over Marcos body |
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"I'll take whatever you have, then after I might as well show some appreciation for you cleaning everything." He added with a smirk, a bead of sweat rolling down his chest. |
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She smiled and rolled her eyes " yeah ok cowboy that's if you don't pass out first, and I'm telling you right now you are not getting in my clean sheets all dirty the way you are " she smirked |
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He chuckled, looking down at his grimes strikken body. "Yeah...I don't blame you." |
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She giggled softly " yeah " she kissed his cheek" I'm gonna go inside and cook, come in once your done cowboy " she said as she turned and walked away |
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He nodded, heading to go change the oil and tire. |
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She walked into the house and started to make chicken Alfredo |
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Marco came in a while later, shirt slung over his shoulder as he pecked her cheek. |
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Leah smiled softly , she just got done with the food, she did add the Olive Garden bread sticks, she put the bread sticks on a plate and took it and took the pot of Alfredo to the counter, she sit them down and grabbed out two plates and two forks |
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