"There's a yoga thing I want to try," I finally say. "It's on Sunday morning." Kane shrugs. "Okay. Let's do it." I bite into my lip again. "It's goat yoga." "Absolutely not." I shift closer and wrap my arms around his neck. "But it'll be so much fun, it's just yoga with baby goats. They're like puppies! And you love puppies." He gives me a hard stare. "I love Oscar. There's a difference." I pout. And laugh internally when Kane visibly softens at the sight. I press a kiss to his jaw, my hips involuntarily shifting closer. "Please? I've always wanted to try it." His grip tightens on my waist as
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