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You'll Be My Wife

"Do you plan on going anywhere today?" He asked.

"Not sure yet. Do I have to let you know before I leave the house?"

He shook his head. "Not necessarily. I'll know where you are." He replied.

Daisy turned to him immediately. "How's that?"

He paused, "Daisy, I can track you through your phone and I will."

"What?" She slid out of bed and stood. "No way!"

Brett stood, too. "In a situation where I'm not with you, and I'm unable to reach you, I at least need to know where you are."

"Don’t be this way, Brett." His face was composed.

"I didn’t have to tell you." He murmured.

"Seriously?" Daisy stalked to the closet to grab a robe. "Something is obviously happening to you up there."

"Cut me some slack Daisy." She glared at him, and shoved her hands into the sleeves of one of his shirt she saw in the wardrobe.

"Don't you use that guilt-tripping line on me, you hear me. You're being a control freak who likes having me followed and you want me to cut you some slack. Oh, co
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