Spending the Night In.

Between work, shopping, friends, family and various errands she was constantly on the go. I had started griping she was always running off when we could be spending time together. She obviously picked up on my concerns because when I came home that night, there she was in bed, covers pulled up to reveal the brand new teddy she was wearing. “So does this mean you’re in for the night,” I asked with a smile. She threw off the covers and revealed the neoprene bar cuffed to her ankles. “Does this answer your question,” she demurred.

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