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Reaching into her purse, she handed me her card, asking if I had plans for the weekend.
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“I know I couldn’t either, if you had been here last night I would have definitely slept better.”
“Wait till you see the bed, its beautiful, dad said it was a future wedding present.”
“You busy?” I asked.
Matt grunted in response. Leaning down, I nibbled on his ear. “Want to take a sex break?”
“Oh, now you want to speak to me,” he said sourly, turning his head to peer at me through his reading glasses. “Forget about it when you’ve got something to do, but when it’s convenient for you, we can talk.”
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“Really?” I questioned, a bit surprised at her decision, “Why?”
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“You know what I mean, baby,” She answered me.
“Still, stop saying that,” I admonished her.
“Okay,” was all she said.
“So, did Betty go ballistic on you?” I asked her, my peevishness diminishing.
“An alternative?” I questioned.
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