[Liam can only hope. It would be payback from multiple times Riley had made him blush just by existing in his presence at the cafe.]
They're still chocolate chip cookies.
[Proposal still on. Won't be rethought.
Liam looks at his phone, the briefest hesitation where almost thinks about his next message before he sends it. But nah, nope. Just brain to fingers, no passing through any sort of filter except maybe his dick?]
That a fact? Well. You're welcome to put something in my oven any time.
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Date: 2025-05-20 03:22 am (UTC)They're still chocolate chip cookies.
[Proposal still on. Won't be rethought.
Liam looks at his phone, the briefest hesitation where almost thinks about his next message before he sends it. But nah, nope. Just brain to fingers, no passing through any sort of filter except maybe his dick?]
That a fact? Well. You're welcome to put something in my oven any time.