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“Sit.” Pointing to the bed where we had just been wrapped in each other's arms I sighed.
She was going to be difficult but then I had known that already. Of course, she was. But then I had known that already. Taylor was a sweet girl but there was fire and spunk in her as well.
And stupidity.
Trying to climb over and dive into the choppy waters was stupid. No question about that. And I hadn’t expected it. A tantrum yes, maybe even violence but I hadn’t in a million years thought she would try and escape.
It troubled me because it meant I would have to watch her closely.
“And stop pouting.”
In answer her bottom lip trembled, pushed out even further then it had been. She was trying not to cry but she did sit. Her hands clasped in her lap and her eyes glued to them. My eyes
