The Pregnancy Test
“But Damien looked real enough, even if she couldn’t see his face clearly in the shadows. And if she were dreaming he would be naked. “I thought you were in Chicago. And what time is it?”She was struggling to figure out why he was in her bedroom in the middle of the night. Not that she was complaining, mind you. But it struck her as a little odd, to say the least. She was hoping it was odd in a good way, as though he’d had an epiphany that he reciprocated her feelings.“I was in Chicago, but I just got back. It’s two in the morning. After you called this afternoon when I was getting the tattoo, I finished up my business and took the first flight back.” He brushed her hair back off her forehead.Sitting up, Mandy grimaced. Her hair was sweaty. Nice and sexy. Not that Damien seemed interested in sexy when she studied him in the dim lighting. He looked as if his dog had died. Which meant anything he might say was probably not going to involve his own vow of love and wish to remain by her si...de through better or worse, richer or poorer, having another man’s child, whatever.“We need to talk.”Swallowing, she felt sadness rush over her.MoreLess
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