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Lucille nodded. "I'm okay..." she breathed. "It didn't hurt, not like it did with Josh,"
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" I'm glad " he kissed her head
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Lucille smiled, cuddling into him.
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Lucille smiled. She eventually got off him, offering her hand, "cmon, let's go have dinner,"
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E ran his eyes over her body then with a sigh took her hand " fine " he said as he got up
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Lucille smiled and blushed, noticing the way his eyes raked over her. But she made their way into the kitchen and started making dinner.
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He followed her and once in the kitchen her wrapped his arms around her
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Lucille smiled, glancing over her shoulder as she continued to make dinner. "Hello, handsome," she smiled.
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He nuzzled his face into the crock of her neck " hey " he said but it was muffled by he neck
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