“If the world were a little less shittier, you most likely wouldn’t be here in my car with me. You’d be with some beautiful blonde woman who would be an amazing step-mother to your kids. But she wouldn’t compare to the wife that you would be and the mother that you are, of course.”
Joyce’s jaw dropped and she audibly gasped. He found her reaction to his words adorable. He could imagine how he could make her body react with only his words. He didn’t know that he was already making her wet, and not only from her eyes. He looked over briefly to see tears forming once again in her eyes, only this time they had reflections of hope and happiness in them.
“So, what do you want for dinner tonight?” He asked casually as if he hadn’t just won her heart for the rest of her life.
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Fcked My Way Up To The Top
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45054772/chapters/114274246 #workskin