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I stood nervously by the door, gnawing on my fingernails. I knew it was time to tell him, it had to be. Three weeks since the party and still he didn't know.
Hardin strolled in, his shirt unbuttoned and his hair damp. I forced my libido to calm down, as my eyes drunk in his chiseled chest. Abs rippled perfectly, and there was a smatter of dark hair coating his pecks, the same hair I sometimes clung to as he pounded into me.
"I have to tell you something." I blurted out suddenly. Hardin froze and then looked up, I took his hand and led him over to the bed.
"What is it baby?" The concern edged in his voice made the guilt inside of me pool even faster.
"Delphine's pregnant." The emotions in his eyes quickly changed from relief, to happiness, to concern.
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