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I grin froht I’d be lucky enough to fall for a enuinely want to spend every moment with

“I missed you” I lean over to kiss him

He s today”

I grin back, bouncing in my seat “What is it?”

“It’s waiting at home,” he tells me

I narrow ht a crib I will throat punch you You know I haven’t made up my mind”

“It’s not a crib,” he assures me

“Then what is it?”

“You’ll have to wait and see” He has this little grin that tells ood, so I’m instantly scared to death

I spend the whole drive hoht me

When we arrive hoet my answer

“No” I shake my head

His smile falls “You don’t like it?”

“It’s a tank! How ae Rover

“It’s an SUV not a tank, don’t be dramatic”