Perfection
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"Good point," Jason said, chuckling.
"What's so funny?" Haley asked as she slid her arms around Jason.
"Nothing, my little grasshopper," Jason said, leaning down to kiss his wife.
"Trevor, can you give me a hand?" Zoe asked, taking his hand and giving it a little tug.
"Sure," he said, placing his beer on the table.
As they walked towards the garage he put his arm around her, wondering how he was going to convince her to wear a bikini during their trip and how to get her to take it off, he thought with a smile.
"What do you need help with?" he asked, holding the door to the garage open for her. "Did Haley need us to grab beers or something?"
Zoe nibbled her bottom lip as she reached back and locked the door with a loud click. "No," she said, already reaching for him and he gladly went to her, "I'm in need of our arrangement."
"I guess I can help with that," he said, walking her backwards until her back hit the wall.
"You're a very considerate guy," she said teasingly.
"Exactly."