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An unanticipated conception peeked up from the corners of her mind. She loved him and he loved her. That much was evident but it was still too soon for this. What if Ronan was like those men who found love as nothing but an enjoyable pleasure. What if she had been wrong about him concerning this particular affair. What if she had made an absolute blunder in judging the person she had fell in love with. She did yearn for this moment eventhough she had a hard time admitting it and now that she loved him, it wasn't something she hadn't anticipated but they had just gotten together after a long clash and he was already putting her in bed. But just as her mind raised another question she saw him quickly retreat from his position, standing up straight.
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