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Hadley glanced up at her words. They were much more gentle than the lustful ones that he was used to. Well, he'd been talking the same way in her presence. The scent hadn't done either of them any good. Knowing that he wasn't in love with Isa, yet slept with her and lied to her about that fact felt terrible. How else could he excuse his actions though? Hadley didn't want to hurt her. If she knew that he had been acting blindly she might be hurt, and Isa already carried enough of that inside her.
Nodding his head he smiled, noting her hair starting to fall across her eyes. That wouldn't do. As she tousled his hair the large male brushed the hair away, letting him see the beautiful blue clearly. Keeping his hair short was fair difficult, needing trims. It was so shaggy. The day was very nice though, and there was no need to rush. Hadley didn't exactly want to go back into the room either, still embarrassed by the scent. Something he'd have to clean up when Isa wasn't sleeping. She seemed pretty tired lately. Perhaps all their activity had finally caught up with her.
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