Sage’s P.O.V.“Honey, what would you like to eat for supper tonight, sweetheart?” I whisper in my wife’sear.“Hmmm, could we have pickles and cheese and meatballs tonight She says while yawning.“Oh, ok, gross, but hey, you're the pregnant one, and I am here to satisfy you, honey,” Isay to her.I am watching her looking at me, then pulling the sheet off of us, and before I could stop, shestarts to tickle me on my sides.“That is not gross for dinner. You take that back, mister,” she giggles at me. “Butbabe, it is what I want. It just hits the spot, hun,” she says.“Ok, let’s get up and eat some breakfast. What do you want to eat, sweetie pie?” I askedher.“Sage, I want pancakes, eggs, hash browns, and toast with honey on it, babe,” she says,while smirking.“What was that smirk about, baby?” I asked her.“Well, babe, honey is my favorite. I put it on my toast. Why?” she says.“I am just shocked because I smile that when it's you, that is how I knew you were mymate. I eat it on
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