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He tensed slightly at her touch, his muscles relaxing as she continued. The stain went away, the man drying his hands off. |
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She kissed his cheek gently. "Have work?" |
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"Nope," He mused quietly, turning and pecking her cheek. |
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She nodded, laying her had on his chest |
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Caden held her tight, pecking her head. |
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"Whatever you're fine with," He murmure dinto her hair. |
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"I, personally, need a shower. And would love it if you joined me?" |
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"Don't have to ask me twice," He murmured with a grin, smiling where she couldn't see. |
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She smiled and pulled away from him, grabbing the towels |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
