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Stacy—He took me home pt 2
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2025-02-01 06:20:00"He's carrying her like a bride the first time he brought her home to meet his mom. This is a sign, right?" said Lisa's voice.
"That they're doing marital activities? Sure," said Willow, both women standing in the front door, watching us fool around.
I pulled away from Scott's face, beaming at him as he set me down on my feet, his ears reddening. So much for us surprising them.
"Hi mom. Willow. You guys know—"
"Let me get a good look at you. You're gorgeous," said Lisa, taking my hands in hers, her whole face lighting up with excitement. "You know he's never brought a girl home before. That must mean wedding bells are ringing soon."
Willow went into stitches, grabbing onto Scott's shoulder while I sucked in my lips trying not to do the same.
"Stacy," Scott finished, burying his face in his hands. "I did warn y
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