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Instantly, Ever was relieved she had stated the claim that they weren’t ready for children. Though they would have had the same conversation later, if not now, she was surprised by the man’s sudden alarm. She could feel him tense in shock and see the tightening of muscles in his face. The girl watched the man like a film, identifying each movement as she was so well at. It left an acid-like taste in throat.
She hung on his words silently, listening to how every single one sounded. Her eyes stared at his and continued to for a long moment after Ezra had asked his final question. The silver female eventually broke the intent grasp and flopped back on the bed gracefully. Another instant was spent breathing again.
“Yes,”
Her voice came out muffled by the sheets but still rang melodically.
“I have,”
She had thought about the topic too many times. What with her mother and sister birthing their own litters before her, she had thought about children of her own. The idea was frightening; to devastating to go through with at the moment for either of them it appeared. She was young, and the thought of settling down was difficult, as it had been while discussing it with Vigilante. Ever tensed, tilting slightly away from Ezra so he wouldn’t feel. Her stomach flipped but the exchange was bound to be brought up again before the time came.
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