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APOV:

We pull onto a paved road that is almost hidden in the middle of the woods. Christian types in a code that opens the enormous gate ahead. We have only recently left the beautiful waterside that had me in a deep, relaxing trance. A gentle squeeze of my hand brings me back to the present and I look ahead in anticipation of our final destination. I want to ask Christian if we are almost there, but I refuse to be that person on a road trip. I smile at Christian in response and he chuckles out loud.

"What's so funny?" I ask curious of what he is laughing at.

"You, baby." I furrow my brows. I didn't do anything and we have been in a comfortable silence for the last… I don't know how long actually.

"Me?" I point to myself as I question him.

"Yes. You. We are almost there." I squint my eyes at his words. I know I did not say anything out loud. How does he know what I'm thinking? Can he read my mind?

"Baby, I can read you like an open book." Christian gives me his patented smirk and I will my panties to remain dry. I shake my head at him and look forward once more. The view in front of me makes my breath catch in my throat. A beautiful cabin sits in front of us as we pull along the circular driveway. While it is technically a cabin, I can already tell it is very modern. Its rustic qualities are mixed with modern design which leads to a beautiful combination. The high rise windows are framed perfectly in the wood and the porch sits widely along the front of the house.

"Want to see the inside, baby?" Christian's deep voice once again breaks me from my thoughts. I nod my head joyfully and my wide smile causes his own to stir. He helps me out of the car with a promise to grab our bags later. He leads me up the small front steps and through a beautifully set wooden door. We are inside in no time as Christian punches in the code on the automatic keypad. My eyes instantly engulf the view in front of me. I have no idea where to look first. The open floor plans lead my eyes on a small tour of the house from where we stand at the door. Christian grabs my hand and leads me into the house. A muck room is right off the entrance which Christian promises will come in handy if it rains. He tells me there is another one that connects to the garage as well. We next step into the huge living room that instantly makes me picture Will running around in here. To the right of the living room is a beautiful kitchen that is only separated by the kitchen bar. Its stainless steel appliances mixed with the wood makes my heart want to redo my house as soon as I get home. A girl can dream, right? I turn my head to the left and my breathing stops. I hear Christian chuckle behind me, but I am unable to focus on him right now. The back of the house is completely glass which leaves the most beautiful backdrop I've ever seen. A grand backyard leads right down to the beautiful water I admired earlier. A patio and pool also accompany the yard, but I am unable to look anywhere else. This house is…

"Perfect, huh?" Christian asks. I only nod my head yes. He tugs on my hand and I swivel around into his arms. "Just like you." He says so sweetly as his lips captured mine. I let Christian leads as I'm still in slight shock over this beautiful cabin. After a moment, we pull away breathless. Christian leans his forehead against mine and I can sense his smile without even opening my eyes.

"There are three bedrooms upstairs and three downstairs. Also, a loft, media room, and a library." I around down in confusion as I pull back from his arms. There is now way this cabin is sporting all of these rooms. Was it really that big?

"Wow. This place is quite big." I'm still at a loss for words. I wish this place was mine permanently, but Will and I definitely do not need all the space. Another chuckle from Christian causes me to look up at him.

"You must love the back yard." He states.

"I do. It's gorgeous." I give him a genuine smile letting him know I'm incredibly pleased.

"So pretty that you even missed the grand fireplace." Christian says amused and my face must reflect something humorous because he immediately laughs a full belly laugh. He pulls me back to him and wraps me up in his arms. "You always make me laugh, baby. Now, dinner awaits us then I'll show you a little more of the house." Christian pulls me along to the dining room that also has a full glass wall, while my eyes continue to take in every little detail of this place. It's only then that I notice all of the candles lit everywhere. I smirk to myself. He is such a romantic and he has no idea.

"How is dinner already here?" I ask once I smell the amazing scent of dinner. Christian looks sheepish as he rubs a hand on the back of his neck while he helps me in my seat.

"Taylor." Is all he says and it's my turn to giggle. Of course it was Taylor. "I'm going to run to the restroom and I'll be right back." He says while pouring me a glass of water and placing a lemon in it. My eyes drift to the wine that is sitting next to the bottled water. Weird. We always have wine with dinner. Once he is fully out of the room, I take it upon myself to pour us both a glass of white wine. I breathe in the heavenly aroma of food. Mmmm…I'm starving. You should have had a real meal today. My stomach growls in agreement with my subconscious. If only my subconscious barked at my stomach for being in knots earlier then maybe we wouldn't be in this dilemma. I raise an eyebrow as if my subconscious is sitting in front of me, then roll my eyes at myself.

"Ready to eat baby?" Christian asks as he comes back into the room. I finally take in this room and it reminds me of my own dining room. It has a large farm table with plush wing backed chairs sitting all around. Beautiful hydrangeas adorn vases randomly down the table on a burlap runner. The soft lighting makes for a romantic hue that shines through the room and candles are placed all over once more.

"More than ever." I smile at him and his beaming smile makes me weak in my knees. Thank the good lord above I am sitting down or I may have taken a fall from his blinding smile. "What are we having?" I ask and he wiggles his eyebrows in response. He moves the silver domed plates to the table along with two smaller ones.

"It is only the best food from this area. I can guarantee you have never had anything like this before." He says seriously and I can feel my mouth salivating. Come on Grey, hurry! He lifts up the larger dome from the plate and a laugh bubbles out of my throat before I can stop it. I close my eyes, throw my head back, and wrap one hand around my stomach as I laugh uncontrollably. His laughter joins mine and I finally open my eyes to look at him. I catch a happy tear that had been threatening to escape down my cheek.

"Wow, Mr. Grey. This looks to be a fancy-shmancy meal. However did you afford this?" I say through a giggle as I look down at the personal sized pizzas sitting directly in front of both of us. His is clearly the meat lovers as I cannot even see passed the meat covering the top. Mine is half cheese and half pineapple bar-b-q. I feel my heart grow even more for this beautiful man as I stare down at the pizza. He remembers ever little thing I tell him. He thought it was disgusting when I told him about my secret love for pineapple bar-b-q pizza. I explained it was a craving I had while pregnant with Will and he smiled during the whole story. "You remember everything." I whisper so quietly I am sure he didn't hear me.

"I could never forget something you tell me." He says so sincerely I snap my eyes to him. "Not something you tell me or do. I sear everything about you into my brain. I never want to forget a single moment with you." He reaches for my hand and I offer it to him. He cradles my hand and brings it up to his lips for a tender kiss to my knuckles. I feel the heat start to rise to my cheeks and I cannot take my eyes off of his. He looks so damn good today and I'm feeling as if I could skip dinner all together now if it meant he would make love to me. He shifts in his chair and clears his throat while keeping eye contact with me. Is he…is he nervous about something? His eyes are still hooded so I know his desire is winning over whatever thoughts were attempting to make words. He nods his head once and opens his mouth to speak. This loud rumble cuts him off before he has a chance to even begin. I break eye contact to look down at my stomach with a frown marring my face. Okay, okay. You win stomach, you win.

"Sorry…" I whisper while looking back to him. "I am really hungry." I admit shyly.

"Never apologize for wanting to eat baby. I am more than happy to feed you." His smile at the end lets me know that last sentence has double meaning. We dig in to our dinner without things becoming awkward from our earlier almost-sex on the dining room table incident. He lifts the other smaller domes to show two different dipping sauces. I take my first bite of the pineapple pizza and hum in appreciation. "Don't do that, baby. I'm barely controlling myself over here." I giggle at his playful pained expression while he looks down at his manhood. "Don't giggle either. That is like music to his ears." He says and it causes me to giggle again.

"I didn't know penises have ears." I say casually as I take another bite of this delicious pizza. Christian scoffs and looks at me mortified. "What?" I say pulling away from my next bite. He has now lost his playful look and it is replaced by a very serious one. Not badass CEO serious, but Christian Grey serious none the less.

"Penis?" He asks me and I stare back at him amused. I'm a little confused. He is the one who said his penis had ears. "Penis?" He asks again and I squint my eyes slightly. I really have no idea why he keeps saying that. He leans back in his chair and pushes it out from under the table. He spreads his legs slightly so his crotch is now on full display. He looks down to his penis and back to me.

"Baby." He says. "This" he motions to his penis with both hands "This is not a penis." He sounds so offended. I stay quiet to let him continue on what seems to be the start of a rant. "Baby, this is my dick." He says bluntly and slowly like he is teaching me something. He rubs his face with his hands and places them on the chair arms. "I can't believe you called him a penis. He is not a penis." He says more to himself than to me. I purse my lips trying not to laugh at him. "This is the same dick that makes your toes curl, that your wrap those pouty lips around, and the same exact dick that makes you scream my name." He states matter-of-factly. I know my panties have instantly become wet but I don't let him know that. I stay still waiting for him to finish his "dick speech". "Call him dick or cock...hell, even call him your dick, but baby please don't call him a penis. He sounds so wimpy when you call him that." He finally breaks contact with his manhood and looks up at me. He rolls his eyes at the sight and I finally let go of the giggle I have been holding in. His smiling face lets me know that he was only being playful, but I now know what riles him up. I smirk at the fun I'm going to have with this in the future. I shake my head and we continue to eat.

"How was your day?" I ask him genuinely interested in his day. I'm always interested in his day and what he does. Anything about Christian is fascinating.

"It was way too long. I used to be the first one in the office and the last one to leave. I worked 7 days a week and never took a break. Now…now I'm seeing there is a lot more to life than work." He says solemnly as if he wasn't expecting this to be his answer. He refills his wine glass for the third time then takes another bite of pizza. "Have you decided what you are going to do once the summer semester ends?" He asks out of the blue and I furrow my brows at myself. I still have no idea.

"I'm not sure yet. Maybe just take some time off with Will. I have enough money saved up that I could take the semester off and be okay. I have no idea what I would do with my spare time…" I drift off at the thought. I would never last without a job or something keeping me busy. Will is starting Pre-k this year, so I would essentially be alone all day. I go to my boot camp class for workouts, but that isn't enough to keep me from being bored. I shrug my shoulders at the thought. "I might continue to teach. I wouldn't know what to do without a job." I admit honestly. He nods his head while it seems he is deep in thought.

"How was your day?" He asks after a small silence. I will myself not to tense up and I think I do a great job.

"Lazy." I smile to him. "Will and I played until he took a nap. Kate came over to say hi for a bit. Then before I knew it, you were sweeping me away to this beautiful place." I say sweetly. Please don't ask about Kate or what we did, please.

"How is Kate?" So much for my little prayer.

"She is fine. She was her usual Kate self." I say with a giggle.

"Good to hear. Now, how about some dessert?" He asks me as if I would decline dessert.

"Is it another famous local dish?" I tease him and he chuckles. I love this playful side of Christian. I love us being playful. More importantly, I just plainly love us.

"Of course it is. You may have never had this dessert before." He says playfully with a wink.

"I don't know. I have been pregnant before and let me tell you a secret. Pregnant ladies tend to eat everything sweet that is under the sun. There is quite a large chance that I have had this before." I say with a giggle as I am reminded of my pregnant days again. Oh how I loved to eat because I was "eating for two". Christian smiles warmly at me. I lean over and grab the bottle of wine. I pour what is left of it in my glass. I hear Christian shuffling in his seat next to me and I assume he is grabbing another bottle. I lean back to see Christian looking giddy and a tiny bit nervous at the same time. His smile may be brilliant, but his eyes tell me what he is really feeling.

"Ana…" He starts but stops to clear his throat. He pulls my chair closer to his if it is possible with the corner of the table separating us. He shuffles his chair closer to me and we are actually pretty close given the table. "I had planned to wait to talk to you about this, but I cannot hold it in any longer." My eyes go wide and truthfully I have no idea where this is headed. Is he about to propose? "I found this in the bathroom earlier." He says while maintaining eye contact with me. Surely, this is not how he is going to propose. He reaches for something at his side and he pulls out a white stick. He places it in front of my face, actually, way to close to my face for comfort. My eyes focus in on what it actually is and I slap his hand which sends the stick flying.

"Christian!" I say loudly, startled by the fact he picked up someone else's pee stick they left behind. The only thing that is running through my mind right now is germs. Germs everywhere. On his hands, in his pocket, and now the floor. Germs! "That is a pregnancy test! Someone peed on that!" I say in horror. I know my face must register that same horror because Christians face contorts in confusion.

"Yes, I know it is a pregnancy test. I found it-" I cut him off.

"I know! I heard you. You found it in the bathroom. Christian, do you know a lady peed on that piece of plastic you were just holding in your hand!" He shakes his head clearly confused, but as to what I have no idea. "You have to wash your hands. We need to disinfect the floor and probably wash your pants if it was in your pocket." I'm staring at him in disbelief as he doesn't move a muscle. Does he not understand how nasty that is?

"Baby…" He says clearly at a loss for words. I am losing words myself the longer you wait to wash your hands. I wonder if the owners of this place left cleaning supplies here… "Baby, I know someone peed on it. It's a positive test." He says as if this changes things for me. Nope, negative or positive, someone still peed on that thing. What if they have terrible aim? I wonder if I should clean the bathroom before we use it… hell, maybe the whole house. I shudder at the thought…germs. Who leaves behind a positive pregnancy test anyways? Wouldn't you want to keep that? I look over to the test lying on the floor. I see they used the lines… Goodness, why do people even buy those damn pregnancy tests? I look back to Christian when something clicks in my head. I look back over at the test as realization dawns on me.

"Baby, I found that pregnancy test in your bathroom. Not the bathroom here." My heart is beating a mile a second and I just feel impending doom wash over my body. I can't take my eyes off the fucking pregnancy test Kate promised she would take with her. I should have checked after she left, but I didn't go back into my room from that point until Christian showed up.

"Baby." Christian says again and it draws me back into the present. He reaches for my hand with the hand that was not holding the test. I am now completely speechless as I stare at Christian like a deer in headlights. His smile is still planted on his face. "Is this your test? Are you pregnant baby? Are we pregnant?" I continue you stare as I weigh my options. I can't tell him Kate's pregnant. That will only lead to him spilling it to Elliot and Elliot to Kate. She would kill me. Then again, I'm not pregnant so he will be suspicious when I tell him I'm not. Fuck, this is going to ruin our "stress free" weekend. He is going to be so upset and I would rather die than see the disappointment fill his eyes. "Ana?" He says my name so sweetly while rubbing my knuckles with his thumb. Okay Ana. You can do this. Honesty.

"Christian…" I start and pray for the words to come to me. I look at him and make myself promise to maintain eye contact the whole time. "Christian." I say once more with too much emotion in my voice for my liking. I'm not going to make it through this without crying. "I'm not pregnant." I say softly hoping his hearing gives out before the words hit his ears. His face falls and I watch him visibly gulp.

"But I found the positive test in your bathroom. It doesn't make any sense why it was there if you are not pregnant." He says this in disbelief while shaking his head. "You're lying." His disbelief is fueling him to think the worst. "Why are you lying? Do you not want a baby with me? Is that it?" His questions shock me to the core and I pull my hand away from him. I shake my head as I try to comprehend what he just said. I feel anger start to seep into my body. Did he just accuse me of lying? Well, now he broke open the verbal damn.

"How dare you! I am not lying about this. I am not pregnant and that is not my test. When have I ever given you any reason to think I don't want a baby with you?" My voice is eerily strong and his eyes widen at my words. He doesn't back down though.

"Then whose pregnancy test is it? And excuse me for thinking you don't want to have children with me. You turned down the idea of being married to me, so sorry I'm not overly confident you would want to have my child." My jaw drops. It is now my turn for confusion. Who is this guy and where is my playful boyfriend? "There was a positive pregnancy test in your bathroom. Why was there a positive pregnancy test in your bathroom?" he demands answers with a dominant voice that seems to make the whole room go silent. Is this what they talk about? Is this how he treats everyone else? I blink back the tears as I will my emotions to stay hidden. Keep this blunt and honest, Ana. Before I have a chance to respond, he laughs darkly and shakes his head as if he just heard the worst joke. "Is this Will's pregnancy test?" He asks in that same tone.

"No, Christian." I respond while keeping my eyes on him. He seems taller, if possible while sitting in a chair. His shoulders are broad and he taps his fingers on the arms of the chair. He stays quiet so I take this as my opportunity to get it all out and get him back to my playful man so we can enjoy our weekend. What did he call it? Oh yes, a stress free weekend. Yeah right. "Can you keep a secret?" He squints his eyes at me for asking an odd question.

"Of course I can keep a secret. I want to be your secret keeper Ana. I want to know all of your secrets. The dark and the light." His voice is much softer but there is still an edge to it. He stops strumming his fingers.

"Promise me. You cannot tell a soul." He nods his head before I finish my sentence.

"I promise, Ana. I promise not to repeat it." I'm not convinced and I need the air lighter for this talk.

"Pinky promise?" I ask him bluntly and put on an impassive mask. He scrunches his nose up, just like Will does.

"Pinky promise? Ana, that is for girls." I raise an eyebrow at him. "Fine." He holds the clean pinky out for a signature move that seals this between us for eternity… or some girly crap like that. We make a handshake of the pinky promise and I release a sigh. He stares at me intently, but I can already tell his body is more relaxed.

"Christian that is not my test. It was Kate's test." I let that sink in before I continue on. Realization washes over his face and he lets out a defeated sigh. "Kate came over with five different pregnancy tests today. Four were negative and only one – I point to the one on the floor – was positive. She was supposed to take it to her doctor's appointment today. Clearly, she doesn't listen very well and left it behind in her hurry to leave my house." I explain carefully, giving the right amount of details. Christian nods his head absently as he takes in the information.

"So, is she pregnant?" He asks.

"I don't know for sure. My guess would be no. Those tests can usually have a false positive or negative. The other ones she took are digital and have a higher accuracy rate." He releases a sigh and moves to run his hand through his hair. He stops mid way realizing it's the pee stick hand.

"I'll be right back." He says quickly as he races out of the room. I reach for my glass and slowly take a sip. Surely he saw me drinking tonight. That would be a dead giveaway. I shake my head as I assess this whole issue. So much for a stress free weekend… "Okay, I'm back." He says more relaxed as he sits down. He doesn't touch anything though when he realizes his hands have been all over that chair. He looks up at me with huge wide eyes. "Want to move this to the living room?" I giggle and nod my head yes. We move to the overly sized large sectional in the living room. He sits down near the middle where a huge ottoman makes a makeshift lounge. He pulls my hand and I follow behind him. He leans against the back and pulls me to straddle his lap. This is Christian's favorite place to have me when we have a discussion… it may also be his favorite in the bedroom as well.

"Back to our discussion." He says as he wraps his arms around me, effectively pulling me flush against him. This isn't helping me with the conversation. It is making me want him. His smell infiltrates my nostrils and I can feel his muscles under his shirt. Not now, Steele. "I'm sorry I assumed the test was yours." Christian says sincerely. His eyes never leave mine and I know he is being truthful. "I'm sorry I accused you of lying as well." It doesn't escape me that he doesn't apologize for the comments about me wanting to have his children or not by his perspective.

"I forgive you." I lean in with my palms pressed flatly against his muscular chest and give him a tender kiss on the lips. "Christian, I…" I have no idea how to respond to his accusations. I don't want to let him down anymore than he already is. He rubs soft circles on my back, comforting me. "We talked about the marriage thing before. I never said I didn't want to marry you. I am just not sure if marriage is right for me a second time." I feel like we've already had this discussion except this time it includes the prospect of children. He stays quiet which makes me feel he still doesn't believe me.

"You don't believe me." I state.

"Ana… I do believe you."

"Then why did you bring that up back there?"

"I can't help but feel it is me you don't want to marry. I know you say it is marriage in general, but all I hear is that you aren't interested in marrying me." My heart breaks a little at his admission. Why would he even think that?

"Christian, I love you. If I didn't have any intentions of being with you in the long run, I would not be spending all of my time with you. I surely wouldn't have opened my home to you or let you around Will." I take a deep breath and say another prayer that I can make it through this without crying. "Just because I may never want to get married again, doesn't mean I don't want to be with you. Being married wouldn't change the way I feel about you." Christian smiles and it is a genuine one. It causes my own smile to stretch from ear to ear. "Plus, we compromised on this already. You gave me until the end of summer before we were supposed to talk about this again." His eyes widen. Of course he forgot.

"So, married or not, you want to be with me forever?" He says smugly. Is that the only thing he heard? I giggle at him and place another sweet kiss on his lips.

"Sure, why not? Your penis keeps me pretty satisfied." I giggle at his face of mock horror.

"He is not a penis!" He states loudly trying to make his point once again. It only causes me to giggle louder.

"God, it does things to me when I hear your giggle." Oh, I know it does. I can feel it underneath me.

"Hmm." I hum as I lean in and leave small kisses on his jaw as I make my way to his ear. His breathing is heavy and mine is not far behind.

"Ana…" his voice is strained. I pull back to see him fully. "We need to finish talking before I take you upstairs and make love to you." I thought we were done… "Children." He reminds me. Now my heart is beating for completely different reasons. How could I forget the reason we are in this mess to begin with? I could really strangle Kate right now. I stay quiet not sure where to even begin.

"I want you to be a Grey, honestly, more than anything. But almost even more than that, I want a baby with you, Ana. I want to hear you tell me you're pregnant. I want to go to every doctor appointment. I want to watch your belly grow with my child safely inside. I want Will to be excited about being a big brother. I want to run to the store at 2 am to buy you pickles and ice cream. I want to be a dad. Not just to Will, but also to a baby we create. I want a little Ana running around or a mini Christian. I want someone to call me daddy." He expresses his inner desires and pours his heart out to me. I know the tears are visible in my eyes right now, but they don't spill over quite yet. He kisses me one the lips and I am aware of all the emotions he is telling me through this small action. I never knew Christian really wanted children this badly. He has never gone into depth of his desire for a child.

"Let's compromise." I say when I pull away from his lips. He laughs at my discussion tactic that he uses daily in the business world.

"Okay, what do you suggest?" he asks.

"Give me to the end of the summer as we agreed for the marriage topic first. Then, once we find our way through that, we can put babies on the table. There is a condition that makes or breaks the deal though." He is genuinely interested in my suggestion and he is working through it in his head.

"Okay, what is condition?" I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"You have to promise me something and I really mean promise me. There is no going back on this promise." Another deep breath and release. "You have to promise not to hate me or be upset if marriage and children are something I cannot do." He looks deep into my eyes and I wonder if he can see my deepest secrets that deal with one of these issues. I feel like he can see through me and I feel exposed.

"Okay." He says without hesitation. "Okay, I promise." I look at him and I know he knows I'm hiding something. I can tell he also knows I am not ready to discuss it just yet. "I love you." He tells me and it's as if our stress free weekend can finally begin. The heavy stuff has been talked through and now we only have each other to enjoy. The light mood has finally seeped back into the room. His lips find mine in a tender kiss. His tongue seeks entrance to my mouth and who am I to deny him this? I want him more than anything right now. I grind down slowly onto his enlarged member that sits underneath me.

"Oh Ana…" he moans into my mouth while his hands move to rid me of my clothes. I stop and pull away from him as something catches my eye. It is one of the candles reflection on the glass wall. The glass wall has halted my fun and a pout forms on my lips. "They are tinted from the outside. No one can see in baby." This may come in handy tomorrow, but right now I want him in a bed.

"Take me to bed, Christian." I whisper quietly against the shell of his ear and leave small kisses on a trail back to his mouth. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. He kneads my ass while I fist his hair and tug lightly which causes him to moan. He walks us to our bedroom on the bottom floor and kicks the door closed. We are all over each other with our mouths, sucking and nibbling. He strips me of my clothes then lays me on the bed. He strips his so quickly that I didn't get to enjoy the show at all. He crawls over me and takes my mouth in a searing kiss that will forever be permanently engraved into my brain. Before he enters me, I lean up to whisper against his ear.

"If you wanted someone to call you daddy, all you had to do was ask. I can call you daddy if you'd like." I purr in his ear. He laughs a full hearty laugh that makes my heart melt. I needed to hear him laugh to know that we truly were okay. Sex can be misleading with where you stand in a relationship, but I know Christian is okay when I hear that beautiful laugh of his.

"Oh Ms. Steele. What am I going to do with that smart mouth of yours?" I bite my lip in anticipation of what is to come this weekend.

Hey guys. So sorry for the long delay in getting this chapter up. I have been incredibly sick. Today is my first day to actually sit up without feeling nauseous. To be honest, I'm actually slumped on the couch rather than sitting straight up, but it counts right? This was supposed to be two separate chapters, but I didn't like where it ended on the first one. So one huge chapter it is! I have the next chapter already written, but it still requires editing. Please be patient as I will hopefully upload next week. I am attempting to see family out of town this weekend for the holidays. Also, I am really close to 1,000 reviews. I would love to meet that mark before the next chapter. As usual, thanks for all of the wonderful love and support. I enjoy reading every single review and message. I hope each and every single one of you have a wonderful Christmas!

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