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“Sex and fancy nail polish.” I’m on a purple kick, so I repainted this morning because I woke up at the ass crack of dark. “This one’s called ‘yank my doodle,’ and I definitely got my doodle yanked last night. But I feel good about it, even if my legs are jelly and my ass aches.”
“I need you to do that thing where you smother me with your body and touch me all over while I sleep.” “You mean cuddle?” I scoff. “No.”
“What happened to you? You used to be so calm and cucumbery. None of my shit ever got to you.” “I fell in love with you,” he says
I hug him back, snuggle in close, and send up a bunch of gratitude to whoever listens, thanking them for this life, and for giving me Blake Carter.
“You telling me you wanna become Mercer Bentley Carter?” “Mm,” he hums, grinning. “Mm.”
I turn my back to the love of my life, just because I can and I know it’ll get me spanked later, and face his bestie.
“No buts?” “A bit of a but, baby.” He laughs into my hair. “And if we don’t make it back in time for the wedding I planned meticulously, there’ll be such a big but that my firm stance on no punishments will be rethought and reconsidered.”
“We never had mission names before you.” Brandt tucks some guns into his tactical gear like it’s a casual Monday evening. “We never even called them missions. You’re tainting the family.” “Improving,” I amend.
