Saved by The Alpha
he retorts, twirling a strand of her dark hair around his finger, “I just love her right. And if this kicker is a boy, he’s all yours.”
Hana settles down against Iandor’s chest, popping her thumb back into her mouth. Her eyes slide shut while her hair is being played with, nose scrunching up when Jay kisses the top of her head.
“Knowing my luck,” Jay says quietly, “we’ll get another girl again. Probably 2. Both as headstrong as you.”
Iandor turns his head to stare at his mate and he pouts. “Don’t be so mean, you’re the one creating the kids.”
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