decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
She shook her head. “I’ve got work to do when I get home.” She told him. “I’m fine for now.” She promised. “You want mustard on your sandwich?” She asked him while she passed him a drink with his painkillers.
Richard sighed quietly. “It was alright.... missed you a lot today.... I was thinking... what if you flew out next weekend?” He asked her. “For a long weekend?” He suggested but frowned when he heard their doorbell ring. “Who you got coming over?”
Richard sighed quietly. “It was alright.... missed you a lot today.... I was thinking... what if you flew out next weekend?” He asked her. “For a long weekend?” He suggested but frowned when he heard their doorbell ring. “Who you got coming over?”