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half-asleep, you heard a plate being put on your nightstand.
someones breath fanned your face, and you smiled as you soon realized it was your wife, polly.
she brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. "wake up, my love"
you let out a groan. "pollyyyyyyy"
"it's our 2nd wedding anniversary, darling"
you shot your eyes open. "has it actually been that long? am i that old?"
polly chuckled. "yes, it has been 2 years dove, and no, you're not old."
"polly for gods sake, i'm 38."
"should i take that as an insult? i'm 7 years older than you." she gasped.
you sighed.
"made you a fuckin' english breakfast for this anniversary" polly changed the subject, pointing at the steaming plate.
you got up to lean your back against the headboard, taking the plate on your lap.
"polly aren't you gonna eat anything?"
a smirk danced its way onto her lips. "well, i will soon."
"what do you mean by tha-" your cheeks flushed to the brightest shade of red as you realized what she meant.
oh well, i'm gonna be rushing to eat this breakfast.
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middle aged women book
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