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Chapter 7

I wasn't sure how long I'd laid there, hand pressed over various areas of her belly as I waited for another kick to come. The peaceful moment was broken as my phone began to blare on the bedside table. Hissing a slew of curses under my breath when Danielle started to stir in her sleep, I struggled to lean over her body without crushing her or completely ruining our laying position as I attempted to grab my phone and silence it. Reading the caller ID, I clenched my jaw before swiftly answering it. "Hello?" I whispered out as quietly as possible. I watched Danielle's body like a hawk as she continued to fidget before finally getting comfortable once again and drifting back off to sleep. "Brock? Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be at work thirty minutes ago!" my boss hissed. I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion before pulling the phone back to check the time. He wasn't lying, it actually was eight-thirty in the morning. How the fuck did t

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