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57 : Green With Envy
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"I'm moving in next week. Going straight home tomorrow after the show. Gotta take Kyle to his doctor's appointment."
Théo stopped kissing her neck and froze on the bed. His stare immediately swung back to her face while his hands gripped her hips. "What?"
At his reaction, she failed to suppress a sigh.
His reply sounded like a complaint more than anything else.
And here she thought a pleasant, appreciative smile and supportive words of encouragement would be his initial reaction...
"Just have to check on him every now and then," she reasoned in a hushed tone. "Make sure he's on schedule, and coming in for tests and check-ups." Veronica tried to stare at him, but her nerves were acting up again.
Théo sat in front of her as they rested on the crumpled covers. His darkened eyes pored into her soul, and now her cheeks fe
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