Page 261 of One Hellish Wedlock
Honey,
But what about my mood swings? Who else is supposed to handle them?
Your pouting sweetheart,
Aanya.
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Sweetheart,
Don’t try that fake pout trick on me.
Reyansh.
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Darling,
Then what should I use to lure you?
Kisses? Hugs?
P.S. Why am I yawning so much?
Only yours,
Aanya.
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Baby,
You need sleep. I remember us barely sleeping last night.
Now, since you’re yawning because of me, I might reconsider the spicy request. And since Dr. Minal officially allowed us to keep making love for a few more weeks, I’ll happily report for duty again tonight.
Love you endlessly.
Only and forever yours,
Reyansh.
Aanya blushed at the playful, sweet message. Just the idea of another night wrapped in his arms was enough to recharge her for days. She locked her laptop and stood up to leave for her lunch meeting with Mr. Williams when her phone buzzed with a call from Navya.
“Hey Mommy,” Navya chirped as Aanya answered.
“Hello to you too, Mommy,” she replied, smiling wide.
Both women burst into laughter like schoolgirls.
“I still can’t believe we’re pregnant at the same time,” Navya said. “And our due dates are literally a week apart. Do you think Reyansh and Rohan planned this?”
“I’ve wondered the same thing!” Aanya laughed. “We should ask them tonight.”
“Absolutely. Anyway, I called because I’m running out of clothes. Nothing fits anymore. I need to go shopping before I end up in Rohan’s t-shirts full-time.”
“Same here. Let’s go tomorrow?”
