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I frown as I reread my last reply.

Rhys

What’s so funny?

Keira

You talking about being a straight-shooter while I’m wearing the baby-making see-through bra, crotchless panties and garter belt in red with the five-inch strappy heels Nadya insisted I wear strapped to my feet is kind of hilarious.

I’m not laughing.

Her reply kicks me dead in the dick.

Rhys

You can’t buy the baby-making combo.

Keira

Why not? I thought you said I could buy anything that fits.

I narrow my eyes at the screen.

She’s pushing my buttons.

Rhys

Not. That. One.

Keira

All right, grumpy roomie.

Rhys

It’s grumpy **landlord** to you, young lady.

Keira

LOL You’re hilarious.

Rhys

I’m serious.

Keira

I got the message loud and clear, Mr. Hardball. No baby-making combo. No biggie. I’m not ready for kids yet, and it’s not like I’m seeing anyone.

Jesus Christ.

Rhys

So, you’re done?

Keira

All done. I’m about to strip out of the baby-making combo and put on my sensible underwear and **your** t-shirt.