Dippy Eggs
written by: Verity Mason
His deep caramel drawl has me swooning. Heat flames my breasts as I replay last night in my mind.
“Make me dippy eggs with soldiers, and I’m yours.”
“Coming, Brett.”
Eggy nectar drips from the toast; his cheeky smile broadens.
“Marry me, Camilla? I love you. ”
I laugh. “Let me ask my husband.”
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