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    Love Is Never Painless – (Chapter: She Is…)

    "Oh hash up, that’s not funny"

    "Well then why are you laughing?"

    "Because!" She smirks, "why do you even know about that?"

    "Pshh me? I listen to good music so I’m on the up and up with the scene."

    "Wow you really need to get out more." She patted my shoulder. "I think being a mom has aged you my dear."

    "Whatever at least I’m a hot mom"

    "True." She gives me a toothy grin, "you’re my MILF."

    I grab her by the belt loops pulling her flush against me, "MILF huh? So that means you’ve thought about fu-"

    "Hey Spence, you girls ready to go." Glen walks through door interrupting but I know Spencer caught on to where I was going from the blush filling in her cheeks. "I’m ready to shake my groove thang sister."

    "Really Glen?"

    We both look at him like he’s crazy.

    Sadly you didn’t get to see the dance moves he had to go along with it.

    Words fail me.

    "I can’t believe we’re even related. You have no rhythm."

    "Hey the ladies like my moves."

    Here he goes with these dances again

    HE really must not know what he looks like, or he doesn’t care about embarrassing himself but eww I don’t want to imagine the moves he’s talking about.

    "Besides," "He winks at Spencer, "not everybody can dance like Beyonce’s understudy." This piques my interest. I’ll definitely be testing the truth in that last statement later.

    Spencer’s hips are dancing in my head as we speak and she must know I’ve drifted off when she pats my shoulders and steps away from my hold.

    "Give me a little credit, have you seen mom and dad dance together, It’s a disaster."

    "Very true. Well let’s go get some drinks in your system. You always were a bit cooler after a few shots."

    We continue laughing at Glen as we go out the door.

    I take Spencer’s hand to hold her back for a second and whisper to her, "Don’t think we’re finished with our conversation. The thoughts of YOU thinking about us making love is in my head now." I run my free hand down her side, feeling the shape of her curves, "and I honestly don’t think I’ve seen you in anything other than jeans and slacks yet so if you expect me to keep my hands off of you tonight your mistaken." I place a kiss to the base of her neck and move away from her body but keeping hold of her hand that has tightened the grip in mine.

    This night is already shaping up to be amazing and we haven’t even left the house yet

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