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That Chris had gotten down on the floor. on one knee. I kept looking from him to the box and back again. Oh, God. Oh, God.
If I'd thought the mall had been crazy last year a week before Christmas when we'd first met, these people were on speed. And we were still outside. After a commute twice as long as usual to get here due to the traffic, we walked about half-a-mile from where we'd parked. My cheeks felt chapped from the crisp wind after only a few feet.
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"What did Jolie say to you earlier?" Chris was quiet for a few minutes, lightly dragging his fingers up and down my arm which shivered even more from the trickles of water he left behind. 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.
Chris had come home from work to find me in bed. I hadn't had the heart to tell him yet. He didn't even know I'd been pregnant. I'd planned to wrap up the ultrasound image for one of his presents.
Just a few quick thrusts could ease the ache. for both of us. Because I could see from the sweat on his forehead and the overly-defined muscles in his arms, he was straining to maintain control. His eyes flashed, and he leaned forward.