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    One Night Forever

    Marteeka Karland
    Copyright © 2011 by Marteeka Karland
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    To Motherhood. Because, though it can be a
    bitch at times, from beginning to end, it's more
    rewarding than anything in the universe. I love
    you, baby!

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    This work of erotica contains adult language
    and sexually explicit scenes, which are smoking
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    Chapter One

    What a fucking day. Ariel blew her nose as she
    walked briskly down the sidewalk. It was after
    midnight. If she had any sense, she’d have called a cab,
    but her cell was still at the bastard’s house, and she
    was too stubborn to go back for it. She’d passed her
    last final earlier that day, gone to work that evening,
    and gone home early to the sounds of eternal bliss in
    her bedroom. Ariel had come to tell Tom the good
    news—that she was pregnant, only to find him in bed
    with Reanne, her best friend. Needless to say, the
    confrontation had been bitter. In the end, though,
    Ariel simply walked out. She had a good job, a good
    education. No problem, she could take care of herself
    and anyone else who came along.
    The sound of a car driving up behind her made
    her quicken her pace. It took him long enough—
    probably because he’d been buck naked—but Tom had
    come after her.
    “It’s not what it looked like, baby,” he called
    from the car as he pulled up beside her, passenger
    window down.
    “Well, it looked like you were fucking my best
    friend into the middle of next week in the bed you and
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    One Night Forever

    I sleep together in every night. If it wasn’t that, what
    was it?” Ariel kept walking, not looking at him. She’d
    be damned if she’d shed a tear over the lying, cheating
    bastard. And if she looked at him she’d cry.
    “It’s not like I love her or anything,” he whined.
    There was nothing worse than a whiny man, as
    far as Ariel was concerned.
    “I love you, baby.”
    She could practically see his pouty lower lip.
    Funny how she used to love that lip. Now, she just
    wanted to punch it. “That’s too bad, Tom. Really. I’d
    have hoped you’d do something like that for love, not
    for a cheap thrill.”
    “Come on, Ariel. You’re being unreasonable. It
    was