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“Neither am I. But I’m not letting you go.” The stare he gave was potent, all-consuming, powerful. “No fucking way. You’ve stood by my side when everyone else turned their fucking backs on me.” He shook his head. “I’m not letting you go.”
I lay there and listened to the hot pans heat the oil in the kitchen, the sound of her opening and closing cabinets, moving dishes, using the sink. The sound was relaxing, so I just listened to it, knowing my baby was making me breakfast.
“But if I had to put a label on it…” He sat with his forearms resting on his thighs, massaging his big knuckles with his large fingers. “I’d say you’re my lady.”




















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