Samson's Lovely Mortal
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Samson laughed out loud. “See, what I mean? I can’t keep anything from you anymore. How did you know?”
“When you mentioned the mayor again your mind went to what he said to you at the shrink’s office. That he wanted to do the honors. He offered to perform the marriage ceremony, didn’t he?”
“If our kids are only half as smart as you are, we’ll have a bunch of Einsteins on our hands. I hope you’re ready for that.”
“I’m ready for anything with you.” She smiled and kissed him.
“Anything? I can think of a thing or two …” His wicked grin coupled with his erection straining against her left little doubt as to his intentions.
“Only a thing or two?” Delilah teased him. “Do you think that’s enough?”
“With you, never.”
But for this night, a thing or two would be a start.
THE END
“When you mentioned the mayor again your mind went to what he said to you at the shrink’s office. That he wanted to do the honors. He offered to perform the marriage ceremony, didn’t he?”
“If our kids are only half as smart as you are, we’ll have a bunch of Einsteins on our hands. I hope you’re ready for that.”
“I’m ready for anything with you.” She smiled and kissed him.
“Anything? I can think of a thing or two …” His wicked grin coupled with his erection straining against her left little doubt as to his intentions.
“Only a thing or two?” Delilah teased him. “Do you think that’s enough?”
“With you, never.”
But for this night, a thing or two would be a start.
THE END
