Dustin felt the softness in his arms and the familiar scent tingling his nose. He broke into a smile.
He could tell from her uncontrolled crying that she cared greatly about him.
“Okay, now. Stop crying. Your tears are wetting this new shirt I bought two days ago.” After some hugging, Dustin finally opened his mouth.
“What’s the big deal? I’ll just pay for the shirt.” She let go of him and didn’t forget to give him a pinch in the waist, sending him grimacing in pain. “And what was that just now? Why didn’t you escape sooner?” she confronted him.
“He’s a ticking time bomb, no pun intended. Of course, I had to subdue him before I left,” he answered matter–of–factly.
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