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Twenty-three
"Can we go?" I mutter but his hand on my leg stops me from standing. "Please."
The bell rings, a couple walks in with their smiling child between them, they head straight for the counter and I smile in fond memory as the boy's father ruffles his hair. The kid bounces on his feet, points to an item in the show glass and giggles. I don't know what his mother told him but his lips turn down in a scowl and he lets out a shrill sound that causes some people, including Brandon, to plug their fingers into their ear. I giggle, he is cute even with the pink colour staining his cheek and snort running down his nose.
"I want kids," I mutter absent-mindedly. "I want four kids, two boys and two girls."
"I don't want kids." Brandon's voice pulls me from my thought and I glare a
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"No release for you," he mutters while rising to his full height and pulls down my lower lip. I suck on his thumb and moan while batting my eyelashes at him. He can't do this to me now, I am so close."Why?" I cry out, taking the hand he offers me as we step out of the stall. "Brandon."But he's already moving in the direction of our bedroom, I let out a defeated sigh and follow behind him. I don't understand what is going on, Brandon is like a switch without control, he can flip anytime. I sigh again.He is standing by the wardrobe when I step inside, his bottle of supplement in one hand and a towel around his waist. I pick one of the sweets we bought on our way back and grimace when he pops a pill into his mouth without flinching.
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