Layla fixes her blouse and looks at me, "So, tonight?" I smile at her. I would do anything for her, "Kristin and the kids left for her mother's this morning. The ENTIRE weekend is ours," I kiss her softly. Picking her up off the desk by her waist. "So my place or yours?" * We end up getting dinner then heading back to my place. She lives in an apartment downtown above a restaurant and
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