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Is he going to kiss me? My eyes start to close before they snap back open. He’s not going to kiss me. This isn’t a Hallmark movie. Or a porno.
A pang hits deep in my chest. This is only a moment. I will be happy in another moment.
Great. The man I married knows how to drug people. How comforting.
“Here’s your fucking towel,” I snap, then throw the whole toaster over the top of the glass wall.
“I love your cock, you stupid bastard.”

