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" you'll see " he pulled out random ingredients and started to cook |
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Lucille giggled and grinned, nodding and watching as he cooked. |
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Lucille watched, eventually hopping off the counter and going behind him, massaging his shoulders. |
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" mmm" she said softly as he kept cooking " baby you don't have to do that " |
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Lucille smiled, "I know, but i like to," |
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Lucille kept massaging his back, getting out the knots in his muscles. |
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He got done cooking " how do you like shrimp Alfredo " |
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Lucille grinned, "Ooh, my favorite..." |
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Morning Rain, with Cooling Temps Later
