Erin
Apr 22 '12
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He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, his voice quiet as he gave her a gentle squeeze. ”If we were pregnant, I would count my blessings and keep them close.” One of his hands gently moved over her back, lifting his face away from her hair. ”Look at me, mo ghrá. Please.”
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His eyes closed as the lights went out, holding her as he drifted into sleep.
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She pressed her lips to his in a long, languid kiss before moving off his chest and onto the bed. She wrapped her arms...
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