Liliana’s eyelid twitched. His teasing had ignited her short temper, and she didn't hold back. Without a moment's hesitation, she raised her hand and delivered a swift slap.
Linton was silent.
He expressionlessly raised a hand to his stinging cheek, hissed through his teeth, and then chuckled.
Right. That was the familiar sting.
That felt more like it.
Feeling a bit more at ease, Linton straightened up and leaned in again, coaxing her with a low laugh.
"Honey, what did you want to tell me?"
"..."
Liliana frowned slightly. His easygoing demeanor, as if he had everything under control, inexplicably irritated her.
Her long lashes fluttered as she slowly lifted her gaze to the tall, handsome man before her and said calmly.
"My prenatal check-up is in a few days."
"You're coming with me."
Linton froze.
His dark eyes widened as he stared down at her in disbelief.
His chest swelled with an indescribable emotion, a mix of excitement and happiness so intense it felt like he might explode.
"Liliana..."
His eyes reddened as he looked at her, his deep gaze filled with a tender, lingering affection. A wide, goofy grin spread across his face.
Linton was the type to take a mile if you gave him an inch, but only with Liliana, which sometimes made him a little too bold.
He started pushing his luck.
He let out a low hum, his whole body practically vibrating with excitement, as if he had a tail wagging furiously behind him. He leaned in again, his voice soft as he tried to negotiate.
"Honey, since you're letting me come to the check-up, how about you let me feel our daughter's kicks?"


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