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It felt weird.

Yet it felt right.

I crouched down and faced Hazel’s stomach.

Last time I was down here…

“Goodnight,” I whispered.

That was the best I had.

I stood back up.

“Wow,” Hazel said. “Riveting.”

“Get some sleep.”

I walked out of my bedroom and shut the door.

The thought of Hazel in my room, undressing…

My job was to crash on the couch.

I got what I wanted, which was Hazel here.

A full hour went by and I couldn’t sleep.

I had the urge to check on Hazel.

I tried to sneak through my apartment.

I did the best I could not to wake Hazel up.

Once in the bedroom, I looked down at her.

Asleep.

I nodded.

I wandered back to my couch and sat down.

My eyes were heavy but my heart kind of jumped a little.

I told myself to get some sleep.

I had to deal with a pregnant woman in the morning.

Chapter Fourteen

HAZEL

My first thoughtin the morning?

At least I’m alone in his bed this time.

Then?

At least we didn’t have sex.