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"That's marriage, baby." Three hours later, the laundry room in their building looked like a bomb had gone off. Leo was shirtless (the fabric softener had spilled down his chest), singing off-key to a 90s pop station, and trying to figure out why the industrial dryer was making a sound like a dying walrus.

"Prove what?"

"Then I get to post the outtakes from the chocolate sauce video. The ones where you squealed." #raunchy_couple

"I love clean things. Like sheets. Which you haven't washed in three weeks." "That's marriage, baby

Mia owned the title. Leo blushed. It was their dynamic. baby." Three hours later

His face went pink. "That's blackmail."