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'... Oh, shit! I need to tell Sam it's okay before he goes to work! Damn it!' As soon as that thought appeared in my head, I rushed out of the bathroom and quickly walk to the kitchen. Before entering I taking a deep breath and slowed my steps. As if intuitively I looked down, checked my appearance, running my hands over my hips and gave myself a satisfied nod. 'Awesome!' I smiled and stepped into the kitchen.

"Hey sweetie," I said in a soft voice and Sam shuddered from my words, made my laugh quietly. 'I wonder if he likes the way I look?' I touched the refrigerator handle and slightly changed my pose so that it looked more sexy and seductive and not awkward.

"Good morning, Jeri..." Sam said in a calm tone, looking at me out of the corner of his eye and continued to drink tea from the mug, "Did you calm down? You were shouting wildly earlier..." he set the cup down on the table with a bang and only then he glanced at me with a serious gaze.

"I don't remember that I was like that," I said, smiling sweetly and glancing sideways from under my eyelashes. "Do you like how I look? I mean my outfit, not me." I giggled softly and Sam looked at me with surprise and loudly sighed. 'What? What's wrong?! Why he sighed so loud?! He does not like me?!' I was instantly sad by this possible event, but I didn't even have time to say anything because he reacted.

"Baby, I like... everything..." Sam said, standing up from the chair and approaching me, then gently kissed me on the cheek, his beard brushing against my skin, making me tremble involuntarily. His hand softly slapped me on the buttocks. "...see you tonight..." he added and went to the exit, leaving me standing in the kitchen.

"Where..." I started to speak, but I realized that it would sound stupid, because I knew where he was going. 'So stupid! What a hysterical woman! Now he will be offended all day... WAIT! WHAT THE DAMN THOUGHTS?! Why I am worry about it as If I am... damn! No! I'm a guy! Not some stupid chick! Why the fuck did I brush my hair and makeup?! Am I really going insane?!' I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white and tears came to my eyes...