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He nods, lost in his own thoughts as I try

When I got out of bed thislike the worst alarm clock in the world, I never expected to be face-to-face with Harrison Hughes

If I’ to be face-to-face with hiain

And I know that’s terrible

I know he’s the father of the baby and that he deserves the chance to be a part of his child’s life—I know all of the is

I just also know that I had sex with hi hiin or a celebrity—a whole list of other is

Things I feel shaood excuse for Things I can’t explain aith a simple sentence and a pat on the back

I don’t even know anything about him Hell, I certainly didn’t know he had awith his baby mama

Harrison’s face shutters as he steps back another foot and then spins in a circle, interlacing his hands at the back of his neck before turning to face ain, his face resolute but calin, Rock”

“I know,” I say softly

His face creases as he tilts his ear toward his shoulder “I would have been…different I would have looked after you ht have hurt you Did I hurt you?”

I bite my lips and shake my head swiftly “You didn’t hurt me” Not even close

“I wish I’d known,” he reiterates “I would—”

“Never have touched me,” I finish for him with a raised eyebrow “I know it, and you know it There are two kinds of guys out there when it coins for sport and the kind that avoids the emotional drama pointedly I can tell…you would have avoided the drama”

He s his hands on his hips He dips his head for a brief moment, then flicks his head back up to force a little section of hair out of his green eyes “You’re right I wouldn’t have slept with you”

I nod “I know But I’ive you the choice”