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Dean:

So I take it your offer was accepted. Congrats. Hope I get to check it out soon.

Well, considering I need a vet for my farm, you most definitely will be seeing it soon. We close in 30 days, but the owners said I can start moving things over now if I want.

Dean:

And here I thought I would get to see it because we are besties.

Let’s be real, after this afternoon, it felt like we’d crossed the “bestie” line.

That too.

Dean:

Let me know if you need any help taking stuff over. What are you doing tonight?

Just got home from a little family celebratory beer in my honor. It’s been quite the day, so I’m going to soak in the giant tub that my brother has in the guesthouse.

Dean:

Don’t tempt me with a good time…

My breath hitched at his last text. I wasn’t expecting that response, but then again, after today, was I really surprised? I decided that it was my turn to tease him and give him a taste of his own medicine. Two could play this game.

There’s plenty of room if you want to join…

My heart was racing, waiting for his response. I didn't usually do this kind of thing.

Dean:

Ugh, you’re killing me… I’m currently stuck at my office getting caught up on some paperwork, since someone occupied my afternoon.

Sorry, not sorry. But too bad, would be fun…

Dean:

I can guarantee that it would be.

Is that so, playboy?

Dean:

Playboy, huh? You must be reading the tabloids.

I’ve heard some things…

Dean:

Like how good I am with my hands?

That’s something I would have to decide for myself.

Dean:

Fair enough. How about I give you a little preview?

Please do.