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I wondered if he was mad at me, though I could swear he had sat beside me on the bed at least twice, stroking my forehead and hair. Whispering he loved me.
Does he know about your secret toy box.
My hand shook when I reached out and touched the gold ring with the small teardrop-shaped diamond that kept sparkling because his hand was shaking.
Chris, may I come?" I mumbled at his neck before his lips covered mine.
" Chris reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, a crooked grin on his face. "You've got it all planned out, don't you?" "You think it's a stupid idea.