- It’s time to go. It’s getting late.
- Not today.
- Come… Stop talking nonsense.
She shook her head, hiding in her eyes the secret plan that she had manipulated their thoughts throughout the week.
- Will eventually call home, and… Who will answer?
Her lips formed a silent smile of tenderness.
- I’m deflected calls to my mobile phone.
- No.
- Yes.
- No…
She nodded.
- You’re bad… - Said with a wicked smile painted on his lips.
- No. Just I love you.
- No. Just I love you.
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