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“I need a nice pant suit. One that screams serious, conservative, but a little sexy, too.” I push past Tahlia and into her condo.
Lucas looks up from the television.
“Hey, don’t mind me, just grabbing something. The Cincinnati bowtie can commence in ten minutes.” I wave to Lucas.
“I don’t even want to know what that is,” Tahl says behind me.
“Where’s my toy?” he asks and I dig into my purse, tossing it to him.
He examines the packaging with a huge smile on his face then throws it back to Tahlia. “Put it on, baby.” His smile could compete with a kid’s on Christmas morning. He pulls his phone out while we leave the room.
I walk into Tahlia’s bedroom and she rolls her eyes at me. Tossing it on the mattress, she moves to her closet, stepping in.
She and Lucas moved in together last m
