“Speaking of days…” he said, drifting off, snatching me up and spinning us around. We ended up on the floor tussling and laughing like fools as I fought to get away from him. “I want to know all about your day,” he said, helping me to my feet and forcing me against him. “I wanna know the size of your smile when you walked in here this morning. Which shrill ringer did you choose for the office phone line? What color pen did you use throughout the day? I wanna know your plans for the upcoming weeks. I wanna know where you’re going to hang the Casual Friday is Everyday sign. I wanna know how full
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