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Chris was gone by morning, his bedding neatly folded on the ottoman. Where he'd gone, I had no clue.
I wanted to be glad that fate had stepped in. Yet all those truths didn't make it hurt any less that I wasn't going to be a mom.
" "Do you mean my wedding.
I took a cold shower just to get you off my mind.
How you could use the degree to be an archaeologist. I thought it was the perfect area to study.
Will you marry me?" I was going to tease him and say I'd think about it.
At his guttural moan, I engulfed him almost to his base, the PA piercing blocking the rest of the way, as always.
He was the one to look away now.