Eight: Son?

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Son? Eight: Teagan was out the whole night. I had slept in the chair next to the bed just in case she woke up. When I opened my eyes this morning my heart jump up into my throat seeing her facing me. It had been so long since I have woken up by her side. I wanted to kiss her parted lips but then I remember the scared look on her face last night before she passed out in my arms. Something is wrong I just do not know what yet. I lean over her and tuck a few stray hairs behind her ear and just stare at her face. I feel my body start to come alive at her full cheeks. She is no longer a young woman with a model’s body. She is now a woman with a full figure, and I still want to pound into her. I sigh and make myself move away and towards the bathroom. I need to take my mind off of her being i

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