0039 - Maybe This Is Good

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He kept watching me like I was already carrying his legacy. Not just his pup. Something more serious. Something binding. He held himself too still. Shoulders drawn tight. Like he was waiting for a verdict he already believed in. Every few seconds, he glanced down at my stomach. He kept scenting the air between us. He thought I was pregnant. I swung before I even thought about it. He caught my wrist before it connected. I tried to rip free. "Seriously? That's where your mind goes? I throw up one time, and you jump straight to thinking I'm carrying your pup? You have no idea what that would mean to me right now. You don't get it. Not even close." He didn't say a word. Just lowered himself to the floor by the wall. He opened his arms and looked up at me. I didn't think. I dropped into

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