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love, and I’m pretty sure one outweighs the other.”
    “ Those are dangerous words”, I say.
    “ I told you”, she says. “I like dangerous men, and I already know you are the right kind of dangerous. You took me out of that crowd for a reason and sitting here and drinking coffee isn’t it.”
    “ Is that right?”
    Jasmine nods.
    “ You’re making this difficult for me”, I say.
    “ Then I’ll make it easy”, she says, already leaning in. “Take me home and show me what you’ve been wanting to do to me for a year. If I’ve misread your intentions in any way, I’ll finish my coffee and go home alone.”
    Her directness is an instant turn-on, but as soon as I saw her in the crowd I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist anyway. I’m just glad she’s still on the same wavelength.
    “ After that, we’ll work out something that suits us both”, she says. “I can work with body parts that happen to get swollen from time to time.”
     
    Jasmine
    He doesn’t need to know, not yet at least, not right now. It’s his baby as much as it is mine from a purely biological point of view, but it’s not his baby at all until he tells me he wants it to be, and that’s not a theme that needs discussion at this particular moment in time. If he disappears again after this, he might not ever know, if he doesn’t, we’ll cross that bridge when it needs to be crossed.
    I did try and find him, that much is true. A baby is a huge responsibility to take on alone, but with little other than his first name, I hit dead end after dead end and simply had to give up.
    It’s not that I want to keep Maggie a secret, it’s that I was given no other choice. I didn’t know he was going to do a runner any less than I knew the morning after pill would be as good as useless. It’s quite likely he’s going to be mad at me when he finds out, so I’d prefer that to be right after we fuck, and, this time, as much as I loved it when he came inside me, I’m going to make sure he puts on a condom.
    The last thing I want is another baby. If, after this, I find out he’s serious about sticking around, Maggie included, we can go back to the barebacking, but until then, I’ve got to be cautious.
    I’m not missing this second chance either. Asking him to take me home might be a little more direct than he’s used to, but fuck it, if having Maggie has taught me anything about life, it’s to take the opportunities when they present themselves, and Liam is an opportunity far too good to turn down.
    Maybe this is his modus operandi, and maybe he has kids all over the country from encounters just like this one, maybe he’s the kind of lothario that likes to be single and all that crap about trying to keep me away from his world is just spin made up to make me forgive his less than ethical intentions, but then again, maybe not. He came back to look for me that time, a month after I ran, and I’m the one, tonight, who’s forced herself onto him, when he might not have been looking for a hook-up at all.
    There is little below his hoodie but a white vest top, stained by sweat. I peel it off him urgently, desperate to get at those incredible abs below. He’s better than I remember him to be, even more defined in the obliques and Adonis belt, the structure of his abdomen a sight to behold.
    I’m seen carved statues with less toning, physical instructors that would be put to shame by this god of a man.
    I waste no time in showing him what he’s been missing out on either. I was as fat as a house with Maggie inside me, desperate to lose it as soon as she was born. I’ve always been naturally thin, always taken good care of myself and it shows still now. Being young has helped enormously, being dedicated to looking good, even more so.
    We share the task of removing each other’s clothes, even hornier than we were the first time, a nervous excitement buzzing between us you wouldn’t even be able to break through with a claw hammer.
    My pussy is