I smell something sweet—warm vanilla, and... chocolate?Blinking, I roll over, expecting to see Sebastian still curled up beside me, but his side of the bed is empty. Which is weird, because I should be the first one up.I throw on one of Sebastian’s hoodies and pad out to the kitchen, where I find him standing at the stove, flipping a pancake with one hand, a steaming mug in the other. He’s shirtless, his hair a mess, looking criminally good for someone who’s been awake long enough to cook.“Morning,” I mumble, rubbing my eyes.His head snaps up like I just caught him in the middle of a heist. “You’re awake.”I squint. “Should I not be?”He sets his mug down—hot chocolate, judging by the swirl of whipped cream melting over the rim—his brows furrowing. “I was going to bring you breakfast in bed.”I stare at the plate stacked with golden pancakes, drizzled with syrup and topped with berries. “Why?”“Because you’re pregnant, Selina.” He says it like I’ve somehow forgotten.I cross my ar
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