“Alright, Madd. Time to collect my prize.”
My lips were pulled in a wide smile as I turned to face him, but it turned into an unattractive O when I found him crouched in the sand.
“You wanted me on my knee, right?”
“Both knees.”
“One knee,” he countered.
Holy fuck. Fucking hell. Fucking fuck a fucking duck.
— Jan 16, 2026 01:16PM
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