“Next time the girls have a night, I swear, we’ll have a guys’ night.” Dixon smiled, reaching out to touch Grainger’s shoulder and doing pretty good.
“Oh, cool, can we have shrimps? I love shrimps.”
“We’ll go to Red Lobster, huh?” Grainger thought that was the fanciest place ever.
Much love, y’all.
BA
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