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"I.... don't want to put you in that position though" |
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Nathan Croft - "You're not putting me in that position, I am. I'm choosing to protect you, and I will always choose to do so," |
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Dakota was quiet for a while, thinking |
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Nate just held her from behind, his head nuzzled into the side of her neck. "You're okay, our baby is okay, everything is okay," |
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Dakota nodded, still trapped in her thoughts |
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"Talk to me baby, what are you thinking about?" |
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"Her" She said quietly, voice and breath shaky |
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"Talk to me babe, it'll feel better to talk about it," |
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"It'd be too... hurtful to talk anymore about her. Can we move on?" |
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Nate sighed. "Okay. But if you have any more of those nightmares you need to talk about it. You can't keep bottling things up, it's not healthy," |
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Cool - A Front is Moving In
