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He stares into my eyes. “You’re making me a dad again.”

I nod, unable to keep the smile from my face. “I sure am.”

“You’re so fucking incredible. I don’t know what the fuck I ever did to get so damn lucky in life.”

“You were born lucky,” I remind him.

He shakes his head. “None of this meant anything until you. I would give it all up in a heartbeat as long as I had you and our kids, Mel. I mean that.”

I place one hand on his cheek, and he presses his face into my palm. “I know you do.” Then I squeeze my inner muscles around his shaft, and his eyes roll back in his head as he grunts out a string of obscenities. “But you don’t have to give anything up. You can have it all, Nate.”

He rocks his hips, and wet heat sears in my core. “I already have it all, corazón.”

Yes, he does. And so do I.

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