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EIGHTY-SEVEN

“I’m here!”Del crowed from the front door, panting a bit. “Shit, shit, ow!” she screeched, nearly toppling right the hell over.

“Dammit, Mads,” Rocco growled at her, his arms weaving under her pits to catch her and hold her up. “You’re having a damned baby, you need to get to the hospital!”

“It’s just—” she inhaled sharply, and remained silent for a minute, her face strained. “Braxton Hicks. I told you.”

“Like hell it is,” he snarled.

Something inside me ...

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