Millie's P.O.V.
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Oliver dropped me off at home a little while later. We had s.ex a few more times, but I did not c.um that same way again. Atlas's back seat was soaked with my juices by the time we were done though. I was a bit worried he might be upset, but Oliver assured me that Atlas was going to be anything but upset.
I walked through the front door of my house, and was met with the smell of lasagna. Hmmmm, my favorite. Well, everything is my favorite.
"I'm home!" I called as I walked to the kitchen.
Mom is pulling the lasagna out of the oven. Dad is sitting at the island watching her. He has that 'I love this woman so much' look in his eyes. I love seeing Dad look at Mom like that. It always gave me hope that I would fi
