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CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

Polly lay in bed, besides Sergei, both of them naked, beneath the sheets. She rested her cheek on his shoulder, and looked up at him, studying his face. He lay there, eyes open, staring at the ceiling, expressionless.

His features were so perfect, so chiseled. She wondered how she had gotten so lucky.

She thought back to what a wonderful experience it had been, sleeping with him. Now, more than ever, she knew that they were meant to be together forever. She would do anything for him at this moment.

She reached up, and ran her hand along his chest. Finally, he turned to her.

“Tell me about your friend,” he finally said.

Polly was confused.

“The one that stormed out after my concert.”

Caitlin. Polly was annoyed. Why did he have to bring her up now? Why did she have to ruin a moment like this?

“That was nobody,” Polly said. “I’m sorry she ran out.”

“What’s her name?” he pressed.

“Caitlin,” Polly said.

Polly saw what looked like recognition in Sergei’s eyes. It made her think, m
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