As I got out of his car and closed the door he stopped me with a question. "Admit it, Diana, you'll always be hot for me, won't you?"
"Yes, Henry. You'll always be my favorite dream lover." Blowing him a kiss from off the tip of my hand, we went our separate ways.
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