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Me:

Roger that.

Closing that thread, I open the next one from Spade.

Spade:

We landed. Be home soon.

Me:

Finally.

Spade:

Awee, did you miss me?

Me:

Not you. Her! Fuck off.

Spade:

Liar.

Ignoring him, I open the next thread as a smile creeps across my face.

Wifey:

Finally home, Caveman. Can’t wait to see you.

Me:

You going to let me stretch you out, Princess?

Wifey:

Maybe.

Me:

Tease.

Wifey:

You love it. I love you.

Me:

I love you more. Hurry home before I get murderous.

Wifey:

Settle down. I’m coming.

Me:

You will be soon enough. Over and over again.