Wait… Porn I felt more confident about the safety of my kidneys as the evening progressed. “Are you OK?” I ask Katrina. I immediately recoil at the curve of a gigantic belly bump. I really wanted you to want to see me again.”
Red flags or not, I’m still giddy about a babe like that wanting another date with me. “I’m just trying to piece some stuff together in my head…” Shit, a new flashback. I’ll be right back.”
“No, don’t leave. You must be so close. They force me to lean against Katrina’s back and sink my fingers into her plump marshmallows again. You didn’t see that? We should go if we don’t want to be late.
