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"Hm?" He murmured into the fabric, keeping his face hidden. |
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She giggled " what's wrong sir" she said |
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"Nothing..." He murmured, chuckling. |
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" do I need to call you something else " she smirked |
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"What else would you call me?" He asked, peeking an eye out of the fabric. |
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" I'm not side you want me to say it" |
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"No, i'm genuinely curious. Everybody calls me Marco, nothing else." He mused with a laugh. |
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" well there is sir, but there is one other that would be for me and our future kids to call you" |
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Marco laughed, grinning stupidly. "I've only made you say it a few times," He mused, chuckling. |
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" I know but I could say it again" |
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Steady Rain all Day
