knowing

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*Miranda’s POV* I had gone back to our room to brush my teeth and my hair, dressing into a pair of jean leggings and my favourite Red Hot Chilli Pepper T-shirt. Phoenix had offered to go to the store with me to get a home test. I didn’t know if I was truly ready to find out. In fact, I KNEW I wasn’t ready. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw George sitting on the side of the bed, rubbing his face. His hair was mussed from sleep, and his eyes were still dazed when he looked at me. “Good afternoon sunshine,” I greeted him with a kiss to the cheek. The thought that I might be carrying his pup gave me butterflies. If it was nerves or excitement, I couldn’t tell. “Where are you going?” he frowned, blinking at me. His voice was a groggy rasp that was so sexy I considered pinning him to th

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