PAISLEYS POV"What do you want, Killian Wesley?" I asked exhaustively as I rested by the door staring at him and his manly glories. I can never deny the fact that his presence still does things to me. He smiled softly as he stepped back a little. "How are you and my baby doing, My love?" He asked, still having a bright smile on his lips. "Killian, what do you want from me? Why are you here without invitation? I thought I made it clear to you that you are not needed around here?" I urged as he scoffed, still having a smile on his lips. "I bought my unborn child some gifts that I'm sure you haven't gotten yet, am I wrong for doing that? I mean..." he tried completing his statement and I immediately cut him short, angrily. "Fuck yes, Killian. You are super wrong, I can get my child whatever it is they need. I fucking do not need your help, Killian. And you will take all your gifts back home." "Paisley, I do not want to get pissed with you. You know how much hatred I have for being i
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