Page 101 of The Keeper


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“If the baby’s head is as big as yours, I want a divorce,” she laughs through her tears. “Not really. But if their head is huge, you owe me big-time. Cupcakes for the next nine months.”

“Anything you want, princess. I’ll give you anything you want.”

She runs her hands along my face and through my hair as her eyes dart between mine. “You’ve already given me everything, Easton. Everything I could ever dream of. You’re really not upset?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever loved you more.” I run my hand under her shirt and over her stomach, in complete awe of her.

Lindy wiggles in my lap and tears her shirt over her head. “Oh, fuck it. It’s not like you can get me more pregnant.”

I stand up with her in my arms, liking the sound of that. “No, I can’t.”

“Promise you’ll love me, no matter how big my ass gets?”

“Your ass will always be perfect, baby.” I squeeze it for good measure and drop her onto the bed.

“Ohh. You’re good.”

“Just wait and see how good I can be, princess.”

I was good four times that afternoon and three more that night.

And I did not get her more pregnant.

The End

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