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Eventually, he sighed. "They had gone to Dirk's place to get the potatoes he'd left in his fridge. He wanted to run another errand, and then they lost track of time. When they'd returned, the ham had dried out and burnt.
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" He tsk tsked before lazily running his tongue along the curves of my breasts. "Shut it. I swear. " He mumbled something against my skin that sounded like a warning not to make promises I couldn't keep before resuming. I just sighed, unable to resist the wave of pleasure drifting over me.
Chris took charge of packing me a bag and getting us out of my place. But I hesitated when I spied the ruined ham and damaged roaster on our way through the kitchen. "Let Jolie deal with it," he said, taking my hand and steering me on toward the front door.
"I know it was your mom's, but it's just a pan.
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Chris's hand cupped my hip before his body pressed against my back. Giving me stability. "I know this doesn't even come close to making up for the pain I've caused you, but. well, here.
" He took his hands out of his pockets and held one out to me.
Why is this funny?" He reached out and grasped my hand. "I was only teasing, honey. Nothing like that happened. I swear. " I blinked at him.
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"Thank God, you're in charge. " "Always, honey. " He stared down at me, one hand scrubbing his mouth and chin. "So, is that a yes. Will you marry me?" I was going to tease him and say I'd think about it.
For me. Only when I had nothing left in me and was hunched on my hands and knees on the floor did he step forward.
He picked me up princess-style and carried me down the hall. I expected that we were going back to bed.