Even though Mandi was within arm’s reach, he felt like she was miles away. With her back turned toward him, she lay curled up on her side, keeping a good six inches of space between them. She was pretending to sleep. He could tell because her breathing was smooth and even—too calm. In her natural sleep state, Mandi’s breathing patterns were always fluxing and changing as whatever demons from her past came back to haunt her subconscious. He assumed that was what was happening, but he knew she’d never tell him. But she sure hadn’t been shy about telling him how he’d overstepped his bounds earlier. She’d let him have it good. So he’d messed up…somehow. What was wrong with not wanting his pregnant girlfriend to work at a strip club? Absolutely nothing, in his opinion. Maybe he should’ve discussed the issue with Mandi first, but he hadn’t seen the point. He’d known the stubborn and independent beauty would just argue her case and win. Besides, it was his club.
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