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"Aunt Bwooke!"

I turn around, set lass case and rest irlfriend I love your dress"

Ryan spins, fanning the material out around her

"Daddy says I’in circles around the shop

"Is that so?" Dylan puts her hand on her hip just as Reese steps into the roouilty as shit grin on his face

M Looking between his two girls, a cooing sound from the carrier draws his attention down He smiles at Drew, Lord, the man is whipped, then focuses back on Dylan "I never said that"

"Sure you didn’t" She lifts her head up, welcoht not need it I’," he ainst her ht

I turn ed in this conversation since I’m positive he just reacted to it, but instead I find hi

"What’s up?" I ask, joining his side, sucking the warm mocha off my lips

My eyes follow his across the street, widen, then nearly pop out of my skull and roll around on the floor

The door chioodbye, Ryan’sDylan says, but honestly, a fucking ht now and I wouldn’t notice

I inhale sharply Maybe a little too sharp My hand flattens on thepane, steadyingoutside the yoga studio I blink once, then oncefor him to suddenly up and vanish into a cloud of smoke

He can’t be real

He seriously can’t be real

Ain the bakery, on the verge of licking thelike so of thirst, le to stay alive I look up and thisme closer with promises of clean water and wild sex

Two resources I’d be a damn fool to pass up It’s all about survival in these eleroan when the azes up at the yoga sign on the building