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Feeling shy, I looked down and fiddled with the pen. “Um. What if you get a girlfriend? How do we—” “I won’t.” Startled by the finality of that pronouncement, I glanced up. “You can’t know that. You could meet someone the day after we get married and fall madly in love with her. We should talk about what will happen in that scenario. Would she come live with us?” In a move I was beginning to recognize as his tell for whenever he was really agitated, he raked a hand through his hair. He sat forward, propped his elbows on his knees, and pinned me in his gaze. “There won’t be any girlfriends,” he said. “There won’t be anyone else while I’m married to you.” The air was sucked out of the room again. I really needed to take a look at the ventilation. “So the ‘no s*x’ clause is actually like
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