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Caesor smiled and pulled Nora Fatehi into his arms, murmuring softly by her ear, "Next time, don't take the birth control pill—it's bad for you."

With that, he pressed a kiss to her earlobe, turned, and walked away.

Nora Fatehi watched his retreating back. She'd heard the hint of disappointment and loneliness in his voice