Maid For Lovato
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Her lips quirk up in a smile, her brown eyes filled with utter amusement. "You are the most annoying, noisiest, sarcastic, craziest maid I ever had."
I smirk at her, giving her a sarcastic bow. "Why thank you, Ms. Lovato."
She rolls her eyes at me. "I wonder why I never fired you in the first place."
"Because I do all your chores and am at your beck and call, plus you love having me around." I say, the smirk widening on my lips.
"That, is totally true."
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