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Show -254 "Let's fool around," I said. She pulled her foot back. "I want to talk about us." I moved over and lifted my head into her lap. "Go on," I said. She tugged at my ear. "I don't want to be just the third broad in your life. Or is it fourth?" "You're the best ever." "All right. But that's not enough." Her sweet ferny odor moved me and I burrowed my head deeper. My voice must have been muffled. "I love you," I said. "What?" "I love you," I cried into her belly. "I love you." She pulled more sharply at my ear. "What? What are you saying?" I looked up. "I can't think about us just now. I just had a terrible dream and I'm still worried about Carlo Oh I know he's going to be all right after all, but maybe it's too soon to be truly sure. Just stick with me for a while. On faith." I looked up at her serious face, framed from my point of view between those two wonderful breasts that pointed up and a little outward. "Bear with me a bit and we'll work things out. You'll see." |
