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... ss yourself."
Cyrus’s voice was so soft, it practically melted into the air like sugar stirred into tea. Before Isabella could protest, he gently pressed her shoulders and made her sit back down on the fur bedding.
He crouched beside her, his every movement elegant and careful, like he was afraid one wrong motion might startle her...or the little things growing inside her.
His palm slowly moved to her belly. It wasn’t that big yet, but it had definitely rounded. His hand ...
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