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The drive is as quiet as every other I’ve taken before today, and I find myself missing her chatter the entire time.
It took far too much effort to keep from saying yes, sir, anything you want, sir.
“Beautiful, Anna. Fuckin’ prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire twenty-eight years of living. A far cry from just fine,”
My man. Her man. Hers, hers, hers. It’s the most important title I think I’ve ever had.
“You got me a miniature fluffy cow,” I say, almost to myself. He snorts. “I did.”

