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Nate helped with everything.
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Dakota went to their bedroom, flopping onto the bed and huffing a sigh
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Nate followed, flopping down beside her.
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Dakota perched onto her side and propped up on an elbow. "So..."
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Nate did the same, smirking at her. "Yes, love?"
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Nate grinned, wrapping an arm around her waist and tugging her to him. "Yes, you were, darling,"
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"You planning to hold that promise, stud?" She asked, slipping the teasing name in there
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"I never break my promises," he smirked. "Stud?" he chuckled.
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"Isn't that what you are? My handsome, alluring, loving, ever endearing stud?"
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