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Meeting The Parents

Once inside, he rested his hand possessive over her thigh. She was going to protest, but she didn't. Her nerves were bad, and his touch, however foreign, still calmed her nerves.

“Are you nervous?” He asked, already knowing the question. 

She looked beautiful, but she was extremely nervous

“Yes. I've never met anyone’s parents before”

“Ever?”

“Ever.”

“Wow”

“Don't be so surprised.”

“I can’t help it. I know if you had been mine, my parents would have met you right away.”

She found herself warming to that statement. 

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