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41. Spanish Sweetheart

A couple of weeks later...

"What are your plans, Friday night?" Alicia asked, perched next to Fred as he sprinkled the scones.

"Nothing really," he replied, turning his attention to her. "Got any plans?"

She nodded cheerfully and dug two movie tickets out of her apron's pocket.

"It's a movie adaptation of a work by only the greatest author of all time!" Alicia gushed.

"Shakespeare?" Fred asked, arching an eyebrow.

"No!" She looked horrified. "Paris Hills, dummy," she joked, play-punching him.

"Then why haven't I heard of him?"

"Because you have been busy making only the best tacos of all time," she chuckled sneakily, pulling him in between her legs.

"Don't let Paco hear that babe," he muttered, accepting her invite for a light kiss.

"So what, that's like our billionth secret now," she muttered, wrapping her arms around him. They kissed again.

"I already lost count," Fred replied, looking slightly thoughtful about it. "What are your plans for tonight?" He asked, and kissed her again bef
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