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3 in the afternoon

"I can't write with you leaning so close baby."

"Sorry. It's just...do they end up together?" You ask desperately.

I laugh and tell you it's my secret

There's that pout, you are sulking

It doesn't work


Just a little while later...

"I made snacks for my favorite author"

I look up to the sight of mozzarella sticks and grilled cheese bites

"You can read the chapter I just wrote," I whisper.

The grin on your face is priceless

"Dee!" You shout while I'm in the shower. "What happens next?"

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