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She woke up, Wedding Crashers was on. He was still holding her in his side tight. She looked at him, how long did I sleep she asked fifteen minuites he said. She got up to pee. She got back in bed. They talked, he told her that if she ever needed anything for the baby he was there for her. He didn’t want it to suffer since it’s real father was irresponsible. She placed his hands on her tummy and hers over his. Thats my baby he said squeezing her tummy then quickly laughed it off. Why would he say something like that if he didn’t love her. She snuggled into his chest and talked. He layed gentle kisses on her forehead. They watched the movie. He pulled out his sidekick sending IM’s she didn’t mind she was in his arms and that’s all that mattered. She slipped his hand on her hip. He kissed her ear she let her hair out of it’s ponytail. She breathed in his smell, still Burberry, still intoxicating. Her mind spinned. She layed kisses on his neck. She whispered I Love You I always will, my osito. I know he said.

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