"Are you ok?" She asked,
He looked at her,
"Now you looked flustered,"
"I do not get flustered Miko,"
"Your eyes are pink,"
He blinked and tried to word this right "I am pleased,"
She blushed,
"Your cheeks have turned pink again, why?"
"You're pleased?" She deflected,
"Possessiveness, your scent is calming yet makes me possessive,"
By her scent, she knew he meant the smell of pregnancy. Her blush faded and she yanked "Sorry,"
He growled lightly, scolding her apology.
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