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Especially, when my dreams were about sex. We continued watching each other, our breathing settling to an even pace.
But I was still mad at him for telling me such a bald-faced lie.
"I told him I wouldn't marry him unless he confronted you.
I wanted to get back into the lifestyle.
It was another minute before he groaned and reached down, caressing my cheek. "Holly, you don't-" "Shh.
But I could have been dreaming both times.
Eventually, he sighed. "They had gone to Dirk's place to get the potatoes he'd left in his fridge.