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His fingers dug into my skin, his jaw clenched. Sweat dripped down his forehead.
He ran his hands up and down the outside and then the inside of my thighs.
Above, I tugged on my arms.
"I'm a coward," I finished, trying to turn onto my side without sloshing too much water onto the floor. Chris just hummed against my hair, his arms adjusting to hold me in my new position.
You didn't go into any of the stores nearby. And you hadn't bought anything before that from what I could see.
I'm still processing it. I knew right away why you hadn't said anything.
" "Do you mean my wedding.