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Carson gives Misty a sly grin, not caring much about his neighbors either. Leaning closer to her, he sinks to his elbows, giving her another kiss. “Well…I’m glad you approve of me.”

Thinking for a moment, Carson suddenly withdraws, righting himself, and pulling Misty up off the couch. “Alright sassy, you need to get out of here before I get carried away. Do you need an escort home?”