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To: Lorenzo Mancini ([emailprotected])
From: Annie Stewart ([emailprotected]electromail.com)
Subject: In that case…
If you own my booty, that means your dick is mine.
I’m shocked you used the word girlfriend. How hard was that to type? Should I send the paramedics?
BTW - I’m thinking it’s not my bed you want to slide into.
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I laugh.
Dom hands the menu to the waitress, who’s practically tongue-tied while waiting on him. “What’s so funny? Texting your assistant? Don’t say I didn’t warn you when this all blows up in your face.”
I hit Reply, ignoring my brother’s advice.
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To: Annie Stewart ([emailprotected]electromail.com)
From: Lorenzo Mancini ([emailprotected])
Subject: My Honey Bun
I’m not even addressing the girlfriend remark. Which brings up the question… any pet names you want me to call you?
Also, you caught me. What I want is to slide into your honey pot. What’s a guy have to do to make that happen?
Dying from blue balls,
Enzo
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“Shit. We may have been spotted.”Carm picks up a menu and hides behind it.
Dom stands and leers over the bushes. “They’re talking and the waitress just brought over wine.”
“Why are we spying? I mean, he’s a good guy… I think. Annie endorses him, so he must be.” I sip my beer, waiting for her to reply to my last email.
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To: Lorenzo Mancini ([emailprotected])
From: Annie Stewart ([emailprotected]electromail.com)
Subject: My Shy Guy
Get it? Like when someone calls the fat guy tiny? As far as honey bun… No, but you can dip your finger in my honey pot anytime. Except tonight. :P
Need to finish work,
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