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Celeste looked at her hands, still sad. |
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Sage wished he could do something to make her feel better, but for now he kissed her lips lightly. "I'll take care of dinner. Why don't you just relax and stuff tonight," he suggested softly. It would let her unwind a bit |
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Sage nodded and pecked her lips again, moving towards the kitchen after a few more minutes |
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Celeste curled up into bed. |
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Sage got a small dinner together and fed the kids, putting them to bed before bringing a plate up for Celeste and himself |
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Celeste was still curled up in bed, lazing around. |
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Sage used his back to open the door, since his hands were full of their dinner. "I have-" he stopped short when her scent hit his nose. Pregnant. Definitely pregnant. That explained her earlier emotions. |
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"Hm?" She turned over, feeling a bit better. "Yeah?" |
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Sage sort of stared at her for a moment, just standing there before shaking his head and blinking. "Dinner," he noted. "I have dinner." He cleared his throat then, not really sure how to mention the scent change. |
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