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It's moving day! And it's me winning the bet day!

We woke up early to wait on the movers to get here.

Now it's the fun time to catch Turnip and drive him across town.

Catching him is easy keeping him calm in the car ride is the hard part.

Derek stays at the condo with the movers. While Caleb and I drive to the house.

We get to the house but before I can walk in Caleb does something extremely surprising!

He picks me up bridal style and carries me inside!

He carried me inside our new house.
While I was holding Turnip. I was laughing so hard but extremely happy.

That gesture alone gives me so much hope for our future together.

"I love you, you crazy man."

"I love you too you equally crazy woman."

"Ok we're in put me down now."

"Nope I'm carrying you all over the house."

"Well I need to put Turnip in our room so he doesn't escape."

"Ok I'll carry you upstairs."

Screw it! I might as well enjoy it. I laid my head on his chest as he walked us upstairs.

"Why hasn't our bed been delivered yet!"

"Because they probably just loaded it into the truck."

"Hmm?"

"What?"

He puts me down on my feet and I let Turnip out. Caleb then picks me up by my waist and carries me to the bathroom.

"Um what are you doing?"

"You'll see."

He's about to lose the bet!

He sets me on the bathroom counter and starts kissing my neck. I wrap my arms around his neck running my hands through his hair.

He steps back from me taking off his shirt.

Damn that body

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Damn that body.

He steps back in between my legs rubbing himself against me. I let out a soft moan.

"You want me baby?"

Oh hell no! I don't think so. I push him away from me.

"You're such a dick."

"I was that close though."

"Yeah you probably would of won too if you didn't open your mouth!"

He starts laughing.

"Oh and don't put your shirt back on."

"Wasn't planning on it."

We locked Turnip up in our room. He's hiding in the closet my poor fur baby.

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