Kayla’s POVAdrian was already awake when I stirred awake. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his shirt halfway buttoned. The early morning sunlight cut across his broad shoulders, and for a second, I just… stared. He noticed, of course, because the corners of his mouth twitched upward. “You’re awake,” he said softly, voice still gravelly from sleep. “Good. We need to get moving soon.” I rubbed my eyes and yawned. “Mhm… just give me a few minutes.” Apparently “a few minutes” meant nothing to him, because the next thing I knew, he was pulling me up by the hand and sitting me in front of the vanity. “I can do it myself,” I mumbled when he picked up my hairbrush. “I know you can,” he said, gathering my hair with a gentleness that didn’t match his intimidating size. “But I want to, I need to practice how I'll brush our baby's hair if it's a girl, but if it's a boy, you'll have to spend hours practicing on me.” I rolled my eyes with a smile. “You’re ridiculous.” “And you’r
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