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"Cankles," I whispered under my breath "I have cankles" My bottom lip dropped to a pout

"The fuck are cankles?" he asked s at me like I was crazy He slid his hands up to said cankles and continued his onslaught

"Cankles are when your ankles and calves turn into one thing, there is no definition left; they are just that Cankles," I finished on aI need to be in the kitchen e in his pants inflated I liked screith hi down onover my face

My eyes snapped open when my feet were pushed from his lap He stood, adjusted himself and picked me up bridal style I couldn’t help the snort that burst out when he strode with purpose up the stairs to what had become a shared bed

Chapter Twenty

Trip

The next ot up early and set to work on my plan I called in favors frootten back from their honeymoon, in hopes that I could surprise Teeny and show her I could be what she needed Wracking ht while I’d lain awake, I ca to convince her she didn’t need anyone else I would be all she needed, not soonna touch her but et a daing at the sheet wrapped around her still-naked, warm body The srunore me

"C’rip and threw it to the ground "You gotta get up" I chuckled at the scowl she was throwing er ale and plain crackers I’d brought up Ma told , so I had stocked the house full of both

"I don’t like you right now," she gruht in the chest Even first thing in thebreath, she still looked fucking gorgeous

"Quit being a brat and get up I have the day off and we got shit to do" I passed her the glass and a cracker Instantly, her face softened "You brought me stuff" Her eyes started to mist up

Shit, what’d I do now?

"I--well, Ma said and…shit, Princess, don’t go cryin’ on , she took a sip of her drink and a bite of cracker "I can’t help it I just cry sometimes It won’t stop and you did this" She held up the cracker, dropped her head andanyone’s ever done for uilt and soer on This woet I could do sweet, or at least, I hoped I could

She was a hot mess ninety-percent of the tis, and the o, but Teeny being Teeny, had to do everything in her own tis We had, however, ure out that if she ate s sick, but the

Three hours later--yes, three, because apparently it took three freakin’ hours to get one person dressed; this included aable to reach her feet and soinas and furry mountain lions--we pulled up to the baby store, our first stop of the day Ju out, I rounded the truck and opened Teeny’s door offering my hand to help her down

"Why are we here?" she asked, her eyes darting around with a mixture of excite her forith a hand to her back, I passed the over-eager sales chicks and headed toward the back of the shop

"Junior?" she asked quietly

"Yep, that’s what I’ e shelves of baby carriers, I told her, "Pick one"

She looked unsure, so I nudged her and repeated myself "Pick one, Princess"

With wide eyes, she whispered, "I can’t yet I have to save estured to the sales girl hovering off to the side of us "Teen, I told you I’d help This iswoue

"What can I help you with today?" Looking to her na, I turned on my charm "Kerri, I’d like to see the best carrier you have on the market please" With a smile, she moved to the shelves "This one here is--" Whatever she was about to say died on her lips as the carrier hit the ground