“Ryan, stop feeding me, I’m so full.” I groaned, a frown pulling on my lips but of course, he didn’t listen to me. “Just this one and your plate will be finished,” he grinned down at me when he stuffed the last bits of my fifth croissants down my throat bringing my hot chocolate to my lips. I didn’t really have a choice but to swallow it down even though I felt like throwing up. “There you go! That wasn’t so bad, wasn’t it?” I glared at him but he barely paid any attention to me as he put the empty plate beside me,” you need to eat more now that you’re pregnant, you’re going to let me name her, right? I’m thinking Isabella, maybe Elena or Lexie, I don’t know I haven’t made up my mind, yet.”He took the news a lot light-heartedly than I thought. Something tells me he figured it out the night I stayed
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