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Lorelei shook her head, holding onto him. "No, im perfect," she hummed.
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Lorelei shook her head, holding onto him. "No, im perfect," she hummed.
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"You wanna sleep or get food or...?" He asked, up for anything
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"Just cuddle," she whispered, curling closer. "So... when are you proposing?" she giggled lightly.
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"I'm not telling you, silly. That's the whole surprise part. But one question, my love. Do you want something more private and small or more public? Like a restraunt versus the beach versus here and now." He murmured
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"Private," she hummed. "Don't put it in food," she giggled.
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He sighed dramatically. "My plans have been foiled by a gorgeous woman! How will I ever survive?" He exclaimed playfully, kissing her cheek. "But seriously, where do you want it to happen? You said private so like here in the house or the beach or where? I could take you somewhere if you'd like?" He offered softly
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"Some where thats special to us," she hummed lightly.
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