Page 49 of Butterfly Effect

Donovan

Makes me want to sleep on the highway

Donovan

I’m still coming over to watch Antiques Roadshow tomorrow

Donovan

They’re re-airing the episode we missed Monday

Me

K

Me

I don’t care about the others, but I require at least one Cinnamon Toast Crunch, one Salty Caramel, and one Dirty Chocolate

A dampness on my sleeve cools the skin underneath, and I hold back laughter at the trail of drool connecting the shirt to her mouth.

“Oh,Freckles. That’s gross.”

She responds with a hissing inhale.

“Classy.” I push out a sigh. “You’re lucky you smell nice.”

Like a slobbering mastiff smelling like a field of flowers. A true dichotomy.

“Okay, here we go.” One of my arms scoops under her knees while the other squeezes her torso so she doesn’t flop around like a fish. “Now, lift.”

You’re talking to yourself again. A bad habit from being an only child.

I had plans to go toward the guest room, but we end up in mine. She’s gonna be upset, but that’s too bad. My fake girlfriend will have to sleep in my bed tonight.

I tuck her in, folding back the covers so she’s comfortable. She thanks me by rolling away and huffing. Even in her sleep, the woman will do everything to get away from me.

She truly hates my guts.

After switching into a pair of pajama pants, I keep an eye on her from the washroom while brushing my teeth. Peter, my PA, sends over the next week’s schedule. It reminds me to ask for a favor.

Me

Sell the Lambo

Peter Peter Bo Beter

What? Why?

Me

My girlfriend hates it

Peter Peter Bo Beter

Can I have it?

Me

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