[Sorry, Peanut, it must be confusing that the blonde visitor who smells like disinfectant and late nights in smoky bars and the salt that hangs in the air at the beach is so much less squirmy when he's letting Carla lick his face. She doesn't even get lectured for climbing on the furniture.
Chase pulls back enough to grin and tilt his head further, looking up at her.]
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Chase pulls back enough to grin and tilt his head further, looking up at her.]
I haven't had many complaints.