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DONDE QUEDARON LOS HOLA, LOS BUENOS DÍAS, LAS PRIMERAS CITAS ???? DONDE ???

I finally figured out the origin of the title

Hmmm, I don't know if I like this...

I have yet to read a good Mpreg story. Hope this will be the one. It looks promising.

The book keeps flipping back and forth on Nox’s views and personality

Dio had rubbed my back in slow,steady strokes as I’d blown out the air through my parted lips. His scent had soothed me,the zing of fresh pine I’d come to realize was Dio [...] For once,his strength hadn’t quickened my blood or intimidated me. I could lean on him. He’d invited me to sink into his warmth with the caress of his hands and the soft murmur of his voice. The burdens I carried didn’t scare him. Nothing did.

Poor Nox... :( Sweet Dio... :)
And a couples' therapy?!? o_O

My heart is aching for Nox... :(

I could hardly mistake the harsh contours of Dio’s features as glad or anticipatory. The gracefulness of his fingers as he flipped the lock on the door and the fluid elegance of his body when he pivoted to face me, however, didn’t show reluctance. His stare flickered with the yellow glints of his beast, but he otherwise banked whatever hungers I’d stirred in him.