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If Dirk wanted to go through the trouble of fighting the crowds at the grocery store, so be it. I tried not to imagine the awkward atmosphere at dinner where none of us talked.
Nothing else-no one else-existed. There was a knock on the door, disrupting my post-coital bliss.
It definitely hadn't been like this in my head. Then again, hardly anything with him went the way I expected it to.
My hand shook when I reached out and touched the gold ring with the small teardrop-shaped diamond that kept sparkling because his hand was shaking.
Who didn't have the decency to act embarrassed or apologize-even if she wasn't sincere-for cheating when she got caught.
It was Chris's turn to blush.