
Pressing a kiss to her cheek, I murmur, “I can’t believe you saw that,” she mutters, her voice small and adorable.
I kiss the top of her head, inhaling the faint scent of her shampoo. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re never living this down.”


Pressing a kiss to her cheek, I murmur, “I can’t believe you saw that,” she mutters, her voice small and adorable.
I kiss the top of her head, inhaling the faint scent of her shampoo. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re never living this down.”

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