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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled and leaned back into him. Soon enough, the babies started kicking again. She winced, but took his hand and placed it on her belly. "I think they're gonna come soon, they've been getting pretty restless lately," |
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Sage wrapped his arms around her, just content to relax for a bit. He moved to place his hand where he could feel them kicking, humming softly. "I hope so. I want to meet them," he noted with a soft chuckle |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled. "We should probably leave right after the ball. I wanna be home for the birth," |
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Sage nodded in agreement. "I want to be somewhere familiar when it happens," he agreed. "Somewhere with a doctor nearby if need be," he added. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste nodded in agreement. "Definitely," |
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He just nodded and pecked her head again, nestling in happily until the water started to cool off. "You ready to head to bed," he asked quietly, definitely ready himself |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste nodded, "Yeah, I think so," |
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Sage nodded and moved to help her out of the tub and get dried off before getting in his pajamas and then moving to the bed with a content sigh |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste did the same, though slower as she was 9 months pregnant. |
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Sage waited for her to get into bed before flipping over. He curled up with her best he could and passing out pretty quickly |
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