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SAVANNA
The cat was out of the bag, and I still wasn’t sure how Dante felt about my surprise, so I stalled in the restroom. Neither one of us were in any way prepared for a baby. It was silly to pretend otherwise.
After relieving my bladder, I washed my hands, brushed my hair, and applied lip gloss for about five minutes.
It shocked the hell out of me when I exited the restroom and he picked me up by the waist, holding me over his head, and spun me around in circles.
“Dante! Put me down!”
“I can’t help it!” He set me down gently, his eyes gleaming, and suddenly his mouth was on my neck, breathy and hot between kisses. “We’re having a baby!”
“We’re standing outside a public restroom, and you’re kissing my neck.”
His smile was pure male, and he took my hand to lead me back to the
