Seventy-seven

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He looked back at the stove and I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning my head against his back.

"Are you giving me a back hug sunshine?" He joked.

I hummed in response, inhaling his amazing cologne that still lingered from the night before.

"Keep cooking baby momma'' I squeaked.

"Y/n what the fuck did you just call me" he laughed

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