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"Not one bit," he says too easily, grabbing so them to the chair by the bed

"Not a little bit?" I put three centiers

He narrows his eyes, then froers "Maybe that"

"You’re a dick"

He scowls "Hush, you don’t talk to your president like that" He slips his glasses on and starts thuh the papers

"I just did, Mr President Sir"

He laughs, sets the papers on his lap, and reaches out and strokes "

I lie down, Matt, with those sexy glasses, reading but sporadically glancing up to check on ives hi in the shadows can’t get close to me, not with hi?" he asks

"Of course They named him after you!"

"I followed up on him I invited hi us with their company next month"

"You kept your promise"

"Of course I kept my promise"

I squeal and I leap out of bed to throwkisses on his face "You’re the best!"

But the best is truly Matt’s low, quiet laughter as I pry off his glasses and shower his the papers I just sat on and sets the instantly hard