The Devil Duke: A Nobility Love Triangle Romance (The Demon Duchess Series Book 1)
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“I’ll see to it straight away.” He pushed up her t-shirt and laid his hand across her abdomen. She was fattening up quite nicely. There was a pleasant curve there now. Lazily, he stroked the smooth brown skin of her stomach, circling her belly button with the tip of his finger. “I wonder if you can fit a child into this little belly of yours. Shall we find out?”
She bit her lip, her eyes growing large and very round. “Uh huh. I bet my boobs will get huge when I’m prego.”
“What a delightful notion.”
“You really want me to have your ginger baby?”
“She might not be a ginger—she might be tiny and dark like you. You can give birth to her on a daisy petal and swaddle her in a pea pod.”
“Her?”
“Yes, make me another girl. I love girls, you know that?”
She snorted. “Yeah, I know that. I hope she has freckles.”
“Good Lord. Not another one with freckles, I beg you.”
Izzy wound her arms around his neck and inhaled the masculine fragrance that clung to his collar. “Tell me you love me again?” she murmured.
“Again? How many times do you need to hear it before you believe it?”
“Not sure, Trevor.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “I will have to say it every day then—every day of our life together, Sweet Girl.”
She sighed with contentment as he uttered her favorite endearment.
“Okay, now say something really dirty.”
Gladly, he obliged her—which broke her into a fresh fit of laughter. In the distance, she heard Charlotte singing a little ditty. His smell was all around her as he whispered some sweet (and not so sweet) nothings in her ear.
The Devil Duke loved her.
At last. This crazy friggin’ world is right.
THE END
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