KRISTINE’S POV
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Zayne and I were watching the rain. the window.
He shifted down, pressing a heated, slow kiss to the side of my neck with his palm firmly resting over my stomach.
My body reacted to the pleasure and at the same time, Carmine relentlessly kicked, earning a sudden gasp.
“Good Lord, Carmine, stay still.” I scolded.
“Hey, you can't scold a baby that is yet to be born,” And Zayne scolded me, pinching my cheeks.
“She is only helping get out of your thoughts. You seemed lost, Sweetheart,” He chuckled, resting his chin on my shoulder.
“What is it? Tell me.”
I pressed myself harder into him, tilting my head to the side for better access. Zayne deepened the kiss, moving his hands to the window to balance himself, our bodies colliding perfectly.
"I am th
