Derry's shoulders slumped, saying he was disappointed, but he didn't argue. He buried his face against my hair, and another shudder rippled down his body and made me dance underneath him, crying out, and that was it. You promised. I wasn't always good at touching when sex wasn't involved.
Three months, he said. Truth gave me a nod, and Wicked kissed the tip of one finger in my direction. He said, one of the reasons he's happy that I'm not a shapeshifter is so we could have children. I think I was going to start struggling.
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