My cake had a bit of cinnamon on my plate, and it took every ounce of self-control to remain quiet for a while longer. Of course, I wanted to share it with her. By the time she looked at me, I was thrilled with what she was saying. I could n't help but notice that the chocolate chip chip cookies arrived at the end of the table, and I forced myself to sit up on the bed. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in him, and he adored it, too. Especially if it meant that Cole and I d set a chocolate cake on her tongue.
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