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29 : It's Complicated
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"Is she upset?" Théo frowned the second she stepped out of the bathroom in a robe, hair damp and fresh out of the shower.
"Who? Mom?"
"You told her?"
The room looked tidier than she remembered. Veronica stared at the guy standing near the bed. He cleaned up again, most probably. "Told her what?"
"What we were up to last night?" he replied. His dimpled smirk was every bit teasing as it was laughably arousing.
"Not really." She looked away and tightened the belt of the bathrobe. Of course she didn't tell her mother he had to buy the test kits himself just so she would stop procrastinating. She wouldn't hear the end of it if her mom knew.
"Crap. She hates me even more now," her ex muttered with a fake half-grin when she got quiet. "Can't blame her, though."
"She doe
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