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43. No intimacy.

I settle back down on the exam table, looking between Ryan and Dylan with a mix of confusion and annoyance.

“Okay, what exactly is going on here? What kind of mission were you two on that has you thinking I’m pregnant?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

Ryan and Dylan exchange a glance but ignore my question, their focus shifting to the doctor. Their dismissiveness stings, fueling my growing annoyance. I narrow my eyes at them.

“I’m not doing any pregnancy test!” I declare, turning on my heel to leave. But I don’t make it far. In an instant, Dylan’s hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me back with a firm yet gentle tug. I gasp, spinning around to face them both, my frustration boiling over into something more.....naughty while in Dylan's arm.

It was sad how I couldn't think clearly for a second in the arms of my mates.

They guide me back to the chair, almost too gently, and I find myself sitting before them again. Their hands are folded, their expressions serious, as if they’re a
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