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“Doll,” he says his nicknah of relief He stands there and stares until he sees the bags in my hands

“They let you carry them yourself?” he asks as he takes thes up Seriously?

“I told theht I’d make you breakfast before you went to work,” I offer to try to soothe the caged tiger

“Breakfast?” He seems bothered that I want to cook for hi

I walk ahead of him and into the kitchen “Yes Ito live here I ry As you’ve reularly for the baby You do have pots and pans, right?” I spin to face him as I finish and can see that he looks even more put out than before What does he expect me to do? Starve?

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“You don’t cook at all?” I question Everything’s absolutely stunning in here and yet, it’s just for show

“Not really Leftovers and takeout are prettyout the ite

“You don’t have to help I can do this Don’t you have to get ready for work?” I take the eggs froe

“I’ more irritated by the second

“Oh” I’uard by the look in his eyes Does he think I’et rid of him?

“Why? Did you have soone?”

“Um…No, but yesterday you said you were too busy for a wife hence the reason you were at the clinic”

“I took theoff to spend every minute inside you” Even as he says that he sounds like he doesn’t want to be here with et this over with Still, I can’t help poking the bear