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"Home sweet home?" I was a laughing mess, smiling against his chest. This janitors closet was bigger than most, and the fact that I've been in more than one janitor closet makes me laugh.

"That damn yellow shirt." He curses against my face, his rough fingertips tracing down my legs.

"It's my favorite shirt." I shove him against the wall, I'm glad there wasn't anything behind him, because I literally can't see anything in here.

"I'm going to buy you some new shirts to wear, see through ones." He laughed, his hands finding my waist again.

"You can't force me to wear them."

"You underestimate me, Ms. Carmack."

I giggle against his lips.

"I love you Dallas."

"And I love you too, but it's getting hot and here-" he picked me up, "-And we have to go."

"Agreed." I cracked a smile, bringing my lips to his neck.

"You can do that." His grip on me was tighter.

"But I am." I whispered, and ended up laughing.

"I'll get you back." I could feel him smirking.

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