Need | Aiden & Whitney
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Whitney shrugged at his question. âCome inâ. The girl closed the door and ran over to her bed with Blondie. âGod, I missed you! How is the best puppy in the world? Huh? Yeah, because youâre a nice puppy.â Continuing with the mommy voice, Whitney kissed the dogâs head a lot of time, not caring that Blondie would like her face a few times. âDo you want some kisses, too, Aiden?â The girl teased.Â
Aiden kicked off his boots before hanging his jacket on a knob. âPuppy? Sheâs almost two-and-a-half years, you know?â he chuckled while following the two to her bed where he simply leaned against the wall. âSounds a little too dangerous,â he admitted, crooking a smile. âWhatâs going on?â
âSheâs still a cute puppy, arenât youâ Whit reply to Aiden but kept looking at Blondie. âYou can sit on the bed, there hasnât been a men in this bed in a long while.â The blonde said, moving to the side and wrapping her jacket around her body tightly. She laid down, holding Blondie as close to her body as possible without killing the dog. âI donât know, I just need a friend. Iâm sorry I havenât reached out in a while. Itâs been hard to open up and talk about problems and stuff. How are you? Girl problems or anything?â








