“Okay, you’re not allowed to give nicknames.” “So only you’re allowed to hand out nicknames?” “Well, yeah, mine are good.” Blue. Ind. Baby when we’re in bed. Mrs. Shay is another I’d like to add to the list in the future. “What do you want me to call you then?” she asks, halting us in our tracks. Cupping her cheeks, I kiss her for everyone who wants to see. “You can call me yours.” She smiles into me. “Can you take me home now?” “You don’t want to stay here?” She has a room upstairs for the night and I have a bag in the car in case things went my way today. “I want to go back to the
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