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I took both of his hands in mine. "Move in with me. Keep paying your rent for now. The money Dirk gave me will supplement Jolie's half of my rent for a while. Once Will gets on his feet, you can get rid of the apartment.
"She's in the hall. " Dirk stuck his hands in the front pocket of his jeans, making his jacket bulge under his arms. When I started to turn away, he sighed and added, "I need to say something first, Holly. " My gaze slowly returned to him.
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Will had passed his GED the first week of December. When we'd talked to him about the plans for the living situation and Chris said his lease was up at the end of the year, Will had insisted on moving out. Since then, he'd talked to his parents and arranged to stay in a room above their garage. The timing about the baby was both right and wrong.
Writhing. Panting. Coming together. Afterwards, we lie in the semi-darkness, his chest pressing to my back while we spooned on our left sides. Eventually, his breathing slowed down.
" I tried to get my senses back together while he untied my hands. Massaged them. Gathered me into his arms and kissed my forehead. He was snoring softly before I succumbed to sleep. Despite how I was usually relaxed after sex with Chris-even as vigorous as it had been tonight-something still lingered in my thoughts.