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I'm in a state of shock. What has become of my life?

Has it become a dream come true or a disaster?

I let this guy chase me, let him do things, allow him to convince me to move in, be kind, and I don't know what's next.

Will he walk away? Ask me to leave. Use me just for sex? How many other people has he done this to?

He walks back.

I'm sitting in one of his chairs.

He comes back with a wet towel.

I reach forward to grab it, but he pulls back.

"Let me," he says.

I push myself forward to grab it from him when he pushes me back.

I feel a slight pain in my back, and his hands slowly drop.

"Im sorry, it's just that I want my princess to enjoy herself."

"Fine," I say.

I let it slide; it was a mistake; he did it by accident after all.

He drops the towel on my thighs.

I breathe in, feeling the hot towel against my skin.

He starts moving up, clearing up the mess.

He puts the towel beside me and lifts me up.

"What should we do today?"

"We?" I say in surprise.

He wants us to go out for a day. And I thought he was done with me.

"Is there a problem with that?"

I look at him, not knowing what to say back.

I think fast enough to know what to say.

"I have no clothes."

Even though that is true, I wouldn't mind walking around in his clothes all day.

"Where do you live? I can drop you off for a moment."

"Or we can go shopping."

"I guess we solved what we were doing today," Chase says, smiling.

"Get changed; we're leaving in 30."

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SO VERY SHORT, IM SORRY!!

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