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He nodded silently, knowing pushing wouldn't get him anywhere as he continued eating, silently sipping on his coffee.
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"I don't have one," He noted, finsihing his meal.
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"Do you have a plan?" He asked, looking up at her as he started cleaning his dishes.
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"Anything you need to, or want to do?" He asked, pecking her head as he towered over her, pulling her close and to where it was comfortable even with her bump.
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"No...Sorry about the bump, it keeps getting in the way"
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"Hey, it's fine." He said with a soft smile.
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