“You’re so lucky I love you, stud.”
“And you’re so lucky we’re late,” pausing, I peered up at her and broke into a devious grin, “or else I’d put you over my knee to finish what I started.”
She grinned right back at me. Just as devious. “Is that a promise?”
“Consider it a threat.”
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