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“Shit Shit Shit Joey? I need you!” I’ to zip upmiserably “Damn it, Joey”

Throwing my hands in the air in frustration, I step into my favorite black pumps and run downstairs into the bakery, my bare back completely exposed Joey,his tall perfectly tailored suited fra shtly irritated, I would have stopped to appreciate just how handsome he looks

“What the fk? Can you zip o? The cake should have been delivered over an hour ago”

He pushes off the wall and“No, dear, it’s already been delivered”

My back straightens as the cold metal of the zipper slides up my spine “What? No it hasn’t”

“Yes, it has” His hands grip my shoulders and spin me “I dropped it off etting ready andus late”

“Really?” I ask, staring up at him unconvinced

He nods “Really, cupcake”

S up, I kiss him quickly on his freshly shaven jaw “You’re the best, you know that right?”

“I know” His eyes run down , Dylan Seriously,” he wiggles his brows atfor me…”

I hold up ly mold my brsts and pluht now don’t they?” He shtly

“You ready for this?” he asks as he brushes my hair offthis shit and going bar hopping instead” His brow arches as he searchesfor my response