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“Rafe, my feet hurt.” She pouts like a whiny child.  

“Then stop whining and come here, baby.” He smirked, opening his arms to lift her spoiled self off the ground.

“You don’t love me anymore.” She crossed her arms dramatically as she turned her body away from him.

Rafe looked up from his phone slowly. “…Baby, I left for forty minutes.”

Rafe immediately knows she’s exaggerating.

And he loves it a little.

“C’mere.”

“I liked that bracelet,” she said absentmindedly, staring into a store window at a ridiculously priced jewelry store.

“Yeah? Lets get it.” He grabbed her hand, leading her into the store.

“Rafe!” She called down the hall as she approached his home office.

She leaned against his office door with an exasperated look.

“I hate the living room. We need a new couch.” She sighed.

“Go head and start looking then, Angel.” He sighed affectionately.

Rafe didn’t really care what she did—only that she was happy…that she kept that bright smile on her face.

“Do you want anything specific for dinner?” She called out as she rummaged through the fridge.

“Whatever you make works, honey. I’m not complaining too much.” He almost whispered as he walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

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His spoiled girl.

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