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Chapter 50.
Chapter 50.
Bonus 8.
By Lora Miller.
| When she said yes to me. |
— Love, since the kids are asleep, shall we watch a horror movie? — asked my girlfriend in a low, very low tone, lying next to me. — Please, Lo? Yes, let's, shall we? — Alicia even had the courage to give us a cute pout.
Although the room was dimly lit, I could see how Alicia had an expectant expression as she waited for my answer. I hated this genre, and she knew it.
— Ok… — I rolled my eyes, giggling. She let out an excited shout and stole a kiss. — But we need more popcorn, Ali. — I held out the empty container.
She took it and stood up, before murmuring:
— My love, with this miracle of you agreeing to watch horror movies with me, I can plant a cornfield to make as many pots of popcorn as you want. — She winked and walked away
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