![]() ![]() ![]() “We cannot.” She sighed, leaning into him, letting him hold her safe. “I have always adored you in trousers, love, but skirts must be the best thing about your pregnancy.” His fingers grazed the skin of her thigh, and she parted for him, letting his touch creep higher until he reached the place where she was suddenly ready for him. His hand slid down her stomach to her thigh, fingers gathering her skirts, pulling them up until she was bare to the knee. “I can think of worse things,” he said, wrapping her in his arms and letting her lean into him. “Once she is here, I will wish her near me all the time,” he vowed. “Once he is here, you will wish him gone again,” she teased, turning back to the casino floor. “I never allowed myself to wish for children there were too many ways I could ruin their lives.” “You cannot imagine that I would miss the game,” she said. She looked up at him, surprise on her face. ![]()
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