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"

Careful, honey, it’s loaded,” he said, reentering the bedroom.

Her back rested against the headboard. “This for your wife?”

“No. Too chancy. I’m hiring a professional.”

“How about me?”

He smirked. “Cute. But who’d be dumb enough to hire a lady hit man?”

She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel.

“Your wife.

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"Bedtime Story" by Jeffrey Whitmore (via 01012012)

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mynightwithvangogh:

Thanks to anime I now sort of know all the rules of the sports I’m never going to participate in. 

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