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And the continual pressure on my wrists only added to the arousing sensations. I bit my lower lip and flexed my fingers, trying to distract my brain from losing concentration.
"Hands, Holly. " Swallowing hard, I raised shaky arms until my hands were behind my head.
Blackmail you or something. No, you must have liked it since you still do it today.
I reluctantly gave them my blessing and watched them drive off with smiles on their faces. My mom had reassured me both her and my dad felt safe leaving me in Chris's capable hands; that we would make new traditions together.
Or ran from them. That's how I'd met Chris.
My trip to the doctor three days ago had been two-fold: I'd wanted to check out the consistent rasp in my breathing; and I was scheduled to have my first ultrasound.