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Dixie, MVP, whoever.
Please let Bobby come back to work before I kill him.
Signed,
The aggravated Cowboy.
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Of course not. I just want a private wedding. Us and the kids. *chuckles as he watched the other man, reaching up to pop the button* Then take them off. Absolutely loved the view.
Just one little thing. Please don’t turn this wedding into a circus act… *He smiles as he tries to get up and growls.* These fucking pants need to go… I’m burning them. No more skinny jeans for me ever. I hope you enjoyed the view because never again.
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*Gives a goofy grin before leaning into the kiss, taking the ring from Bobby and slipping it over his finger* I love you too.
*He smiled as he leaned up to plant a kiss on James’ lips.* I love you so much.
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*He raised an eyebrow as he watched the other man, turning to face him.* Wha... *listens intently to each and every word, a look of shock plastered on his features* Bobby, are you...Is this.... Y-yes, of course I'll marry you.
*He gets up from his spot on the bed and heads over to James, smiling at him before he dropped down to his knees in front of the man. His hands moved to rest on James’ knees as he looked up at him.* I was serious James. You are perfect. Perfect for me, perfect for my boys… You’re my everything and I want you in my life for the rest of it. Will you marry me? *He turned his hand over, revealing a black and gold ring sitting in the palm of his hand.*
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You know what gets me going.
All morning, huh? Sure, I can hold off that long.
Is it way too hot in this house or is it just me?
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Is it way too hot in this house or is it just me?
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Happy Birthday, "Cowboy" James Storm.
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Lazy sunday? Yessir.
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Beer Money—-James Storm & Bobby Roode
(found on Facebook & Through Google Images… I own nothing)
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FINALLY I WON SOMETHING!
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You're welcome.
Oh yeah, let’s just fire everybody. Let’s see how far that gets you, MVP.
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He'll be alright. He'll just sprinkle fairy dust and prance away.
Oh yeah, let’s just fire everybody. Let’s see how far that gets you, MVP.
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Oh yeah, let's just fire everybody. Let's see how far that gets you, MVP.
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OOC: THE TYPO QUEEN STRIKES AGAIN.
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Don't Rose my ass.
God, I hope so. I love Jarrett so much.
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