Page 52 of The Player and the Single Mom

What we were doing right now was all about the practical. Sera needed help. I was giving it to her, financially and otherwise.

That was responsible adulting.

It did not mean that Sera had fallen in love with me the way I had fallen in love with her. I also knew Sera well enough to be concerned that if I pushed her too hard, to where she didn’t want to go, she just might bolt.

The question was did I play to my strengths, the steady and patient guy who made her come apart in bed, or did I go for the big romantic gesture?

Or put marriage on the back burner for now and focus on the baby and us.

I had no fucking clue.

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