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Charlie glanced over at Delia, and she wondered if the dark-skinned woman wanted to keep hanging out or go back to the car. "How are you feeling, Dollface?" Charlie questioned, getting Delia's attention.
"What was that, babe?" Delia blinked when she registered the question. "We've been walking around for a while, yeah?" Delia asked Charlie, who smiled softly at her lovely girlfriend.
"Yes, we have, Pretty Girl," Charlie continued to smile softly at the other woman.
"Can I sit in your lap when we get back to the car?" Delia asked.
"Sweetheart, we can do anything you want to do."