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"Really?" She said, a smirk on her lips. "Do it then"
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"Not right now, not in front of our baby, but later, okay?"
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Dakota pretended to be dramatic, huffing a breath and pecking his lips
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Nate smirked. "I don't want our son to see the disgustingly, amazing things I'm gonna do to you," he murmured.
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"I can hardly wait, my love." She purred
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Nate smiled and kissed her.
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Dakota kissed him back and broke away, going to make a form of dinner for them all
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Nate smiled and followed her, helping her make dinner.
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Once it was made, she dished the plates and serve it. She whisked off after to get sweatpants on in exchange for her jeans. She then went and put Hunter down for bed
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