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"That's who I am," he teased.
"Just.. doing that a lot."
It was large and elegant, a warm feeling coming off as the stairs and chandelier were likely the first thing. There were paintings hung on the...
He nodded. "Okay. Thank you."
She hesitated. "I'm sorry."
He nodded, opening them. "It is."
He sighed. "Poppy, please?"
She sighed, turning slightly. "You're lovely."
He nodded, taking the key to unlock the door. "I believe so."
He nodded slowly, getting out. "Maybe you should rest a bit when we get inside, alright? I'm sure you're tired."
She grinned. "I love you."
He chuckled, shaking his head as they approached the large, oak door, which was intricately designed.
He kissed her cheek. "The whole nine months?"
She nodded. "I am very proud of you."
"Nah. That was my dad's name," he replied playfully.
He glanced at her playfully. "Think we'd forget?"
She grinned, obviously delighted. "You're welcome."
"Lord, most definitely."
He was quiet the rest of the way, his eyes attentive.
She nodded slowly. "That means you're smart."
