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"Same old, walked to the car so quick I was practically sprinting." Caden chuckled, grinning. |
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Rose shook her head in amusement with a smile |
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He chuckled, pecking her temple and down her cheek and neck. "That text you sent earlier.." |
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"Yeah? What about it?" She asked innocently, running her hand up and down his chest and abs |
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Caden's breath hitched the second she did so, his frame leaning into her more. "You're not just gonna tease me with it, yeah?" |
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"No, of course not. I've been dying for you all day" She admitted |
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Caden grinned, trailing his lips in the same spot once more. |
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Her breath shook, her hands curling into his hair |
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Caden continued, leaving a few marks. |
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She whined his name, reaching for the collar of his suit |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
