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    “Just being difficult!”


    “I figured as much.”


    “You’re such a tease!”


    “That fits me.”


    “Breaking promises again.”


    “That’s fair.”


    Freya’s words started to dry up. It felt like they were going in circles.


    A trace of amusement danced on Ellis’s lips. “So, have you decided yet?”


    “I’ll pick the third choice.” Freya was quick to improvise, slipping the words out as she eased herself away. “If you’re feeling longing, you’ll just have to help yourself.”


    She barely finished before making another move to get away from him.


    He caught her again without effort.


    She gave escaping another shot.


    They exchanged a flurry of quick moves in just a moment.


    In the end, Ellis loosened his grip and let her slip free. Without his permission, no matter how fast Freya moved, she would never have managed to break away.


    He watched her scamper off, a crooked grin tugging at his lips. Whatever ns the girls were scheming, he didn’t seem the least bit concerned.


    By the next morning, with Freya preupied, Ellis headed out to meet Farrah.


    Moments like proposals were meant to be shared with family and friends. Farrah was out with her little one, enjoying a walk. As soon as she spotted Ellis, recognition shed in her eyes.


    “Wait, you’re Ellis, aren’t you?”


    Freya had shown her plenty of photos before, so she recognized him instantly. Seeing him in person, she realized he looked even more striking than in the photos.


    “That’s right, I’m Freya’s boyfriend.” Ellis remained just outside the courtyard.


    “Sorry for dropping by without calling ahead.”


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    Farrah motioned for him toe in.


    This house belonged to Freya, which meant Ellis coulde in as he pleased. Now that Farrah had taken up residence, he always announced his arrival and waited for her to wee him inside. For him, it was just a matter of respect.


    After passing the baby off to a nanny, Farrah turned the conversation to what mattered. “Ellis, is there something on your mind?”


    “I want to propose to Freya on the 12th, and I hope you can be there to witness it,” Ellis spoke up, sincere as ever. “If that doesn’t work, I’ll adjust the ns to fit your schedule.”


    Without a moment’s hesitation, Farrah agreed. “No conflict here. I’m avable.”


    Ellis nodded his thanks.


    “It’s no trouble at all.”


    “Please, don’t mention any of this to Freya.”


    Just then, Freya’s voice piped up nearby.


    “What’s going on that I’m not supposed to know about? And what brings you here?”


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