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He was absolutely fucking shocked

It was too easy Jaainst hiave up when it cale But since it worked so well in his favor, he acquiesced to her demands He chartered a plane, and two days later, they flew out of Paris On his birthday

Happy fucking birthday

Sanders wasn’t very ainst him Jameson knew Tate didn’t believe hi Ellie But he wasn’t positive Sanders believed hi that ca about it to hi with Ja was okay between them, so he didn’t have incentive to make a fuss over it or to even really care

Except you do care You care so much, you can’t even see your way around her any their re days in Paris, but on the plane ride ho tried to apologize, and Tate accepted, crying the whole ti even shed a few tears There were so onna drown before they could even get back to Afalse, about the whole scene He couldn’t put his finger on it Tate had been so angry, and then to just beover it? And not just over it, but s like she hadn’t been hly suspicious

Technically, she didn’t have a place to live in Boston any with her "friend", the first baseman for the Boston Red Sox, Nick Castille Ja She couldn’t irl had found a new roommate She didn’t want to live with her sister, and Ja

He infor with him, in a condo he had recently purchased in the financial district Ja her there, kicking and screareed He kept waiting for her to argue, to kick up a fight, but the e into his room, demanded to knohich part of the walk-in closet would be hers

So with this wo on, what her silly little game was, now But it was hard He didn’t want to slip back into having to fight for every sood place with her, and in their own kind of fucked up way, things were really good

After picking out her section of the closet, Tate had pressed hi and Ellie were sitting in the living rooner furniture For the next teeks, it was like old ti his brains out, anywhere and everywhere As dirty and filthy as he could dish it out

So as he to ask her to snap the fuck out of it? If this was all a game, it was one he liked, verythe door to the condo He didn’t see her anywhere, but he could hearout fro for the four large men behind hi boxes and tape and plastic wrap Jaain, walking down the hallway

"In here!" she called back His bedroom door ide open, and he followed thein front of her clothes, bu the beat She was only wearing a lacy pair of booty shorts and a shelf bra Her hair was aher botto to decide what to wear

"What are you doing?" he asked, taking his gloves off as he walked towards her She glanced at hi dressed What is this restaurant like? Heels? Stockings?" Tate asked, running her hand along so out to eat," Jameson told her She finally turned to face him

"We’re not? You said -," Tate started

"I knohat I said Plans change sometimes," he snapped She blinked at hi to stir up a fight, but it looked like he was stirring up so herself against him Her body shivered when it ca Boston was still in the grip of winter – Jaht possible

"No Actually, I had a very interesting day," he replied, running his hands up and down her ar her ared his hands up to her neck and held the her to follow

"I had lunch," he replied

"I assumed you had lunch every day I didn’t realize it was such a novel experience," she snorted

"I do have lunch every day Today, I had lunch with Sanders," Jaot near the bed Her arot stiff around him