“That wasn’t about what you told me . . . but because I’m pregnant, Christian.” His gaze dropped to search my face and then it filled with something dark as sin and satisfied. “You’re sure?” “One-hundred percent. I know it might come as a shock and all, considering how careful we were being—” He cupped my face with a palm, running a thumb across my cheek. “Moya zvezdochka.” I felt the intensity of his relief in the way his hand shook slightly, and it made my throat tighten. I suddenly knew this was the only man I wanted to do this with. Happiness pinged off the walls of my chest, leaving me
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