“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up, squirt.”
She whirled around, her ponytail hitting his chest, her eyes blazing with more fire than her little body was capable of. “Stop calling me that!”
Amused, Dante bowed his head slightly as he would to a lady. “My apologies, queen.”
She liked that, he could tell.
they are so cuteeee 🥺
— Oct 20, 2024 04:39AM
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