A noise pulls me from my sleep, causing me to squirm, finding I’m still in bed. I crack an eye open and realize we're at the palace, but Randall’s scent isn’t next to me. I sit up quickly, finding him walking into the bedroom carrying a tray.
“Hey, sweet girl,” he says with a smile that makes my heart flutter. “I didn’t want to wake you. I brought breakfast.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” I say to him.
He places it on the table in the corner and walks over, flopping down on the bed next to me. “Of course I did,” he says, pulling me to him and places his large hand across my abdomen. “I’ve got to take care of my Luna. I need you in tip top shape if you’re going to be growing our own little army.”
I can’t help but giggle at him. “I’m nervous,” I tell him. Somehow, this man alway
