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... his shirt before I realised. I hugged my stomach which was still squirming.
Raphael froze, completely thrown off as I stumbled back, my hand clamping over my mouth. He instinctively reached out for me, and the anger in his eyes seemed to have dissipated.
It felt like my stomach was dancing. The bile burned my throat again, and before I could stop myself, I bolted for the bathroom.
"Brae..." his voice echoed behind me. Sharp footsteps following. This was freaking embarras ...
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