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I’m not sure that you’re the right person to give me relationship advice.
Hello. I just got married, Bram.
After giving Killian the runaround for years.
Well, we got there in the end. And it’s awesome.
When she gave him a string of heart emojis, Bram scowled.
Stop.
Just show her that you’re there for her, Bram. See what she likes, what she needs, and give it to her.
Actually, that wasn’t bad advice.
Okay. Stop bugging me now.
Love you too, big guy.
Jeez, he was never going to shake Devyn. He looked out the window, staring blindly at the street. He realized that having Devyn in his life…didn’t actually bother him that much.
He turned his phone over in his hand, then flicked open his photos. He found the one he’d looked at a lot over the last few weeks.
Addie.
She was smiling for the camera, her blonde hair spilling everywhere, and only wearing his T-shirt. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes shining with happiness. He’d just finished making love to her when he’d taken this.
He wanted her like this, all the time. Not pale and tired, with uncertainty and sadness in her eyes.
Give her what she needs.
He could do that.
Starting with a better place to stay, making sure she ate, and not having to be on her feet at a bar for hours on end.
He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, his thoughts churning, and plans forming. He needed to gain back her trust. He scowled. Why the hell hadn’t he gotten her messages?
He shot a message to Hex.
Any idea why I didn’t get Addie’s messages?
It didn’t take her long to respond.
I’m looking into it, Bram. Should have something for you soon.
Thanks. Can you make sure she’s added to my caller list?
Already done.
Right. Now what things did a pregnant woman need?
He tapped on his phone and started searching.
He frowned. Information on prenatal vitamins, morning sickness remedies, body pillows and more filled the small screen.
What the hell was a breast pump?
Fuck.
