“If there are ever any future children, they’ll be blessed with your looks and my personality, especially my voice, and you’ll love them for it.” My mouth stretches wide, my eyes wrinkling at the corners as I smile. “The world would need to hide if we ever had children. They’d undeniably be heathens.” She tuts, shaking her head, then shifts up to kiss me. “Our little heathens.”
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