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Right about the sa about how deliciously, intoxicatingly, and addictively wonderful his kisses were, his cell phone rang As usual, Gavin showed no intentions of answering

Emily pulled back and looked at hiuided her back down to his ainst the headboard, bringing her with him "Whoever it is ait"

"Uh, uh, uh," she playfully warned, her s to let us knohat time they’ll be here toet off on this, don’t you?"

Emily batted her lashes "In so… hed and carefullythe swat on her ass he gave her

As she watched hih not in pain, she definitely wasn’t comfortable as a Braxton Hicks contraction balled her belly With her breath somewhat depleted, she sank into an overstuffed chair and tried to relax Playing it safe, considering she ithin three weeks of her due date, she glanced at her watch and started ti it As her stomach loosened from thehis foot in what Eer at his own discoe

"I hear ya, buddy," shethe area he’d attacked "Soon" Eaze landed on her

Pro his call, he moved across the roo?" he asked, placing his hand over hers "Are you okay?"

She nodded and pulled in a deep breath "Fake contraction"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah I’et used to the, she draped her arms around his neck "So, can you tell what’s new on me?"

Startled by her nonchalance, Gavin shook his head, s his hands down her waist "Emily, I think you should lay down"

"Why?" she asked, her brows furrowed

"You’re getting contractions"

"Silly man, I had a Braxton Hicks" She waved dismissively and walked across the roohtstand, took a sip, and nearly finished the whole bottle "I’h his hair Yeah, he was pretty da it "How do you know you’re fine?"

"Well, let’s see It’s my body, and I’ve come to know it quite well over the last twenty-five years" She padded back over to hiain slid her ars I bet you didn’t know?"

Gavin released a sigh, atteled her brows "One: you’re very, very shmexy when you’re worried"

Gavin chuckled "Am I?"

"Mmm h her playfulness--"and I’ll say it ‘til the day they bury me You’re pretty shmexy yourself"

"Why thank you, sir" She pushed up on her tiptoes and kissed hi yourself in all my dirty, kinky, Braxton Hicks-filled sh the sweatshirt you lent ht"