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I think I just slept with Mr Perfect Too bad he turned out to be my brothers best friend
The tattooed stranger rode a motorcycle while helping me collect stray cats My boots gave me blisters and he carried me on his back I needed help and he didnt ask questions before assisting me Could there be a more perfect man It just made sense to lick him and claim him as mine right then and there
I probably should have asked him more questions before we slept together Like whats your last name Whereve you been living before moving here to my hometown Is my older brother your best friend You know Those kinds of questions
But sadly I didnt And now Im staring at two pink lines and Mr Perfect is nowhere to be found leaving me brokenhearted and on my own Even though I love my son with every fiber of my being hes also a daily reminder that Ive made the worst mistake of my life
Its only years later when Mr Perfect shows up in town again that I begin to see that I was never in love with him back then
But I might be now
Contains mature themes
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