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Nate nodded, "Yea, of course," |
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Dakota walked back to the bedroom, flopping onto the bed and climbing on top of Nate. She straddled his hips, laying on top of him and burying her face in his shoulder and neck. She sighed, melting into him |
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Nate wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer, melting into her. |
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"God, I missed you so much, my love." She said, breathing in his scent. |
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"I missed you too..." he whispered. "I love you..." |
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Dakota began to drift off, feeling quite safe and warm |
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Dakota slept for longer than usual before waking up, scared and panting |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
