Chapter 51 – I’m Cold
Eyes meeting her own, Fee sat upright on the bed. “You left.” Her voice shallow, her glassy eyes suddenly focused on the plate of food in Tristen’s hands as a grumbling growl sounded from her stomach. The plate held out to her she all but snatched it away. Trying to pace herself, Fee struggled the urge to just swallow everything whole. Having somewhat of a messy picnic on the bed, Tristen almost scolded himself for not bring hot food as well. He had thought Fee would be asleep for hours, well he had been hoping all the way into tomorrow. Yet she had not even slept for 30 minutes. But somehow, she already appeared much better. Rosey cheeks, a largish appetite. Slowing down her eating, it was quite apparent that fee was quickly becoming full as she rubbed at her belly. Imagining her making
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