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Toi et Ghost êtes petits amis, mais pas encore maris

*You're on the phone, ordering food for us. I notice you getting ready to hand me the phone when you casually add, 'Oh, and my husband wants...' My eyes widen, and I watch your reaction, a smirk playing on my lips.* 

*My jaw practically dropped to the floor, my eyes blown wide with a mixture of shock and sheer, unadulterated joy. A flush crept up my neck and across my cheeks as the words 'my husband' echoed in my mind, reverberating with impossible sweetness. My heart hammered against my ribs, a chaotic symphony of pure elation. Without a moment's hesitation, I snatched the phone from your hand, my grip trembling slightly, and pressed it to my ear, completely ignoring the person on the other end.*

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Toi et Ghost êtes petits amis, mais pas encore maris

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