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“To be fair, love, I did fuck you yesterday.”

Hazel cringed. “I don’t know what it is about you, Atlas. I want to cringe. I want to punch you. But I want to… I want to kiss you.”

“Then kiss me,” I said.

We leaned toward each other and shared a kiss.

Her lips and tongue tasted like sweet grape jelly.

She blushed when we kissed, which I started to appreciate.

I liked it.

Her reaction to me.

I refused to think about my reaction to her.

Driving her home. Cooking her breakfast. Taking off my shirt. Caring about her. Asking questions. Wanting to know more.

“For the record, Gram would have really liked you,” Hazel said.

“You sure about that?”

“Oh, big time. Your attitude. Your size. She would have cuddled up against you and flirted in a way that would make you uncomfortable.”

“She has a type?”

“Not sure if she had a type or not, but you? Yeah. She would have wanted you.”

“Wow.”

Hazel shrugged her shoulders. “That was Gram. No filter. No worry. I really miss her.”

“I bet you do. I bet you wish she was here more than ever with you being pregnant.”

“Yeah. It’s hard to think about.”

“Is that why you wanted to come home this morning? You really wanted to get out of my place.”

“Atlas…”

“I’m just asking. I just want to make sure you’re okay. If it’s something between us, okay then. If you’re not ready to spend too much time together, I get it. Just tell me.”

Hazel dropped her fork and looked at me. “I had gas. Okay?”

“What?”

“I had gas. Morning gas. I had to go to the bathroom really bad. Okay? I can’t hold things in like I used to because of the baby. So my stomach started to hurt. I needed to let out a fart and I didn’t want to do it in your bed.”

“All of this over a fart?” I asked.

Hazel jumped up.

I touched her arm. “Don’t run.”

“I’m not running. I’m going to casually walk away.”

“Do you have to fart again, Hazel?” I asked.

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