Bryce
I parked my bike next to Bryson’s Camaro. Shay was waiting for us outside the office. She was leaning up against Bryson’s car in a pair of tight dark blue jean shorts, and a white short-sleeved crop top. On her feet were a pair of gladiator sandals. Her long blonde hair piled high on top of her head. She looked scrumptious, and I was starving for a taste of her. Talking to Bryson about tonight’s dinner and what we will be discussing had me on edge all day today as I helped with the bank pick-ups. All I could think was say yes. Yes, this is what I want. Yes, I want everything with you and Bryson. I want us to be a family and help raise any kids she and Bryson have. I just want to be included with their budding love.
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