Wade’s reaction to you always stealing and wearing his clothes.
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“That is so sexy.”
Looking over your shoulder, you spotted Wade walking over to where you stood in the kitchen with a beer in his hand.
“From now on you’re wearing my clothes and my clothes only.”
Snorting, you inspected the button up you wore - the fabric barely fell over your naked ass. “Who’s going to wear my clothes then?” You asked him, flipping over another perfect pancake.
“Me, obviously.” Wade exclaimed. “I look gorgeous in skirts.”
“Oh, I know.”
Wade finally reached you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin upon your shoulder. You didn’t acknowledge him at all and continued making breakfast, at least until his hands began to wonder.
“I think the readers know where this is going. Better turn off the stove.”