AMELIA XAVIER “You're pregnant, Amelia, you shouldn't stress yourself,” Owen said, cautioning me. He set breakfast in front of me and kissed my hair with his fingers. “Owen, the fuck am I having vegetables this morning?” I asked but instead of an answer, he kissed my forehead. “You're pregnant, the doctor instructed you to eat healthy food,” he explained, making me roll my eyes. “Then I won't eat anything at all,” I said stubbornly. A chuckle escaped his lips.Well someone's in a good mood today. “If you want to starve, fine, just make sure the baby is safe and healthy,” he said teasingly rubbing my tummy. “Fuck you-” I cursed and stuffed a spoonful of veggies into my mouth. “-you care more about the baby than me. Last night, I was the one being rammed, not the baby,” I sulked, still chewing on the food. Glancing to see his expression, he grinned evilly. “You liked it and I bet if the room wasn't sound proof, the neighbours would have heard you scream my fucking name-” he moved
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