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They were kissing again. His lips plummeted hers, and he poured all the words he was not able to say into that heart-consuming kiss that grew and blazed like wildfire...and only burned brighter.

Eventually, Daphne had to come up for air. She tore her lips from his. Their foreheads pressed together as they breathed hard. Her belly moved against his—a poke to his lower body.

He caressed her belly. “