Three simple words...

Sixteen

Fiona sat in a kitchen stool as Joe cooked for both of them. Her head rested on her hand, she looked at him lovingly, staring as his ass as he cooked. His little movements and he smiled brightly back at her.
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"What do you mean they're gone?!" Delia shrieked.
"They're gone Ms. Delia. I went in this morning to fix their bed and it was still made."
"Classic Fiona Goode, just disappear and run from struggles!"
Delphine walked away, going back to cooking.
Queenie and Zoe walked downstairs together, Kyle following behind.
As they all sat down at the breakfast table they looked around.
"Where the hell are the loud lovebirds?" Zoe asked looking at the other two.
Delia walked in, red faced from anger.
"She just up and disappeared!"
"Well Ms. Delia, Some of their clothes are still in the room, maybe they'll be back." Delphine said hopefully.
"This is classic of my mother."
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Fiona threw her head back laughing as she and Joe danced in the cabins livingroom. He spun her around and her smile was contagious as she looked up at him and looked softly up at him, kissing his chin. They danced clumsily, stepping on each others feet.
"I love you." She spoke softly.
"I love you more Babydoll."
She realized she was becoming very dependent on him being there. It scared her and she knew a part of her would die if he ever left...
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