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Her fists landed on her hips. “Well, don’t stop using protection until you are absolutely ready to bring a child into this world.”

“Yes, Mom.”

Later that night, Tate and me laid in a steaming hot tub of water sprinkled with Epsom salt. Our limbs were aching from our altercations earlier.

“We can’t kiss with busted lips.”

His head dipped back in laughter. “My tongue works. We’ll cuddle and I’ll lick your neck, while I’m deep inside you from behind.”

I stuck my tongue out. “Sounds good.”

He pulled me flush against him. His fingers trailed down my arm. “Our first Christmas as a couple was ruined.”

“No, it wasn’t. I mean, it wasn’t traditional, but we were together.”

“True.”

“Tomorrow, we return to the states. I’m ready to move forward with our life.”

“Me too. Sucks you’ll no longer live across the street.”

“My grandparents don’t live far. I’ll pick you up for school every day.”

I caressed his neck. “Sounds perfect.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Iflopped in the red chaise lounge chair, clutching the phone to my ear. “Megan, are you sure the party won’t be lame?

“Tyler’s known for throwing epic New Year’s Eve parties. This will be my first party. I bet Tate can attest to that.”

“Megan, I’ll take your word for it. What time will you and Matt pick us up?”

“You have forty minutes bitch, get a move on.”

I laughed, then disconnected the call.

The perfect silver shimmer mid-thigh dress was sprawled across my bed. I had already showered. My hair and makeup were all that were left to do.

A loud knock rattled against my door. “Chelsea, are you in here?”

“I’m in the bathroom.”

“Hey.” Tate kissed my shoulder and braced his hands on my hips.

“How did the meeting go with your parents and Marisa’s parents?”

“Matt was pissed. He said his dad gave them a monetary gift now and will give another million after the baby’s born.”

“Does Matt know about the blackmail?”

“No. We’ll keep it like that, Chelsea.”

“What? I wouldn’t tell him unless he asked. I don’t want to be the person to ruin his perfect view of marriage.”

“Yeah. I agree.”

Tate closed the door quietly.

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