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I see her sitting there in her lab, typing away at her laptop with that piece of rebellious hair hanging down in front of her face. Maybe it's just me, maybe I have a sight that most men don't have. But seeing her sitting there working away like there was no tomorrow, I find myself falling more and more in love with her. Cause everything about her is special and everything she does is spectacular. And because I know this, it makes this warm fussy feeling grow in my chest making me proud to be me.

She glances to the doorway, feeling my prying eyes on her skin, and smiles. "General, what can I do for you?"

"Nothing." I tell her folding my arms over my chest. "Absolutely nothing."

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The End




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