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"You've got it all planned out, don't you?" "You think it's a stupid idea. " I frowned and looked away.
"Holly!" Chris turned off the water and climbed into the tub, too, gathering me in a towel. "Whatever has come over you?" I was too numb to do anything but shiver, my teeth chattering.
Am I talking out loud to myself now, like I do in my sleep?" "It's adorable," Chris smiled, pecking me on the nose. "Now hurry up.
Neither of us spoke.
When there wasn't a ding that the caller had left a voicemail, Chris laid his free arm across my chest under my breasts and rested his chin on his forearm, his dark eyes on mine. "I'd never regretted the piercings.
I know we were both drunk. We had a good time.
I could no longer see anything at all because my eyes had rolled back so far.