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"Damn you do remember," He mused with a smirk, walking up to her and sitting in the throne beside her. |
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She crawled into his lap, straddling him. "I need to run a few tests to see if I'm truly pregnant-- just to make sure--but now that we're safe...would you want it?" |
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His breath hitched as she did so, Gale quickly hiding it. "Yeah, of course. Long as it's safe and so are we." The man murmured, pecking her lips. |
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She grinned and threw her arms around him |
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He pulled her tight against him, pecking her face. |
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"Me too," He murmured against her skin, grinning. |
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"you did mention always wanting a son" |
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"Yeah, going to make sure he's tough and has respect, something i've lacked for a while until recently." Gale murmured. |
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"he'll have your eyes and hair and height hopefully" |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
