Frieda Vizel

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He tickled the nape of her neck. His body was very warm, lying against hers. Would it be so terrible if he found out? Yes! It shouldn’t happen like this! Despite how confused she felt, her body began to respond. But when he lifted the hem of her nightgown, she pulled away from him. She wasn’t ready. She was too tired. She had a headache. The truth was this: If he lay against her, hip to hip, he’d know she was five months pregnant. Fat in the belly was soft. A child, children in the belly were not. She didn’t know what she’d been thinking when she put his hand on her skin. She hadn’t allowed ...more
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