Chapter 42
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Updated : Jan 6th, 2021
Thomas and I quickly redress, but he has to fish through my closet for one of his old shirts because the dress shirt he had been wearing before was a casualty in our erotic war.
I regret nothing.
I slip on a comfortable sweater and some faded old jeans, my feet taking warm refuge in a pair of UGGS. Thomas looks at me and grins. "You're going to be cold Without a jacket."
I shake my head and lift up on my tip toes, kissing him lovingly on the lips.
"I won't be cold, I have my fiancé...
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