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“In fact, this leads to another conversation we do need to have. Though I think I need to feed you.” Gabe said.

“I’m not hungry, though.” She said, and he looked at her with a leveling look.

“Regardless of whether you are hungry or not, I think the baby probably is,” Gabe said as he stared at her, that it seemed like he was staring into her soul.

“I will cook something in a minute then.” Bree said, “But you were saying first?”

“Where do you want to sleep?” he asked.

“What?” She asked as she looked at him, confused. She had a room that had a bed in it as far as she knew. She had slowly and meant it. He knew that she thought.

“Bree, you could have anywhere in the apartment. It is ours now, not just mine. But I want you to think about where you want to sleep.” He said. “Things can happen on you