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It’s like her body was made for my eyes, my hands, and my wild fantasies.
“I’m going to fight for you.” My eyes dart up to his. “What?” He looks sure of himself—maybe even smug. “You heard me, baby. I’m going to win you back.”
“It’s organic.” “What?” I burst out. “I said”—he pauses to look at me—“it’s organic.” “Give me,” I say, motioning with my fingers. “Give me the bacon, now.”
I think you crave me like I crave you. We both know we are bad for one another and yet our bodies were designed for this level of sin.”
I won’t let her go. She is mine. She just has to accept that fact.
He turns his attention to me, and his smile lights up the room. My eyes scan down his body, and it is then that I notice the baby carrier strapped to him with a doll inside. “I am checking this contraption for quality and safety.” “Don’t government agencies do things like that?” “Yeah, I don’t trust those though.” He bends and then the doll slips right out and falls to the floor—headfirst. “Ahhh!” he gasps, grabs it, and holds it up to his face for comfort. “It’s okay, you are fine.”
