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“Help yourself.” Marcus gestures toward the pantry. Cyndwella immediately spins around in Marcus’ lap, clasping his cheeks.

“Say it ain’t so?! You devilish man, giving up all our delectables?! Why not just exorcise me while your at it?!” Cyndwella dramatically flaunts about.

“Stop being such a brat Cynd.” Marcus chuckles.

“Brat, BRAT! You no good, flea ridden, drool hoppin, mangy, butt sniffing, dolt! I outta smack the crap out of you right now!” Cyndwella shouts.

“Yeah....” Marcus pulls Cyndwella in close, kissing her all over in acceptable places for company. “But you love me too much.”

“Luck dork....” Cyndwella grumbles.