Married to the Enemy CEO
So… peaceful.
A soft laugh slipped out before I caught it. “They’re all… cute,” I murmured, half to myself.
The woman smiled. “Expecting a boy or a girl, Mr. King? It’ll help us pick better.”
I thought for a second, then shrugged lightly. “We don’t know yet. Let’s go with unisex — something in between.”
She nodded, leading me toward softer colors — whites, creams, yellows. I picked up a tiny pair of socks no bigger than my thumb and just stood there, staring at them. It felt strange, how something so small could pull at me like that.
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