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122: My Supermodel
Fenella’s POV
"Is that so? That's incredible, baby!"
"Yes!" He laughed.
My eyes widened, and a wide smile spread across my face. My expression mirrored Laird's, who also appeared delighted by this joyful news. We embraced tightly, and Laird even spontaneously lifted my body. He even spun us around for a moment with our enthusiastic laughter.
When Laird seemed to start coming down from his excitement, he gently set me back down. He was panting, his face flushed, and his lips curled into a joyful smile.
"Congratulations, honey," I whispered softly and then kissed his cheek.
"Thank you, hun. It's all thanks to you," he stroked my cheek with his thumb.
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