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give me your shirt',

I said to Wade, he looked at me extremely confused looking down at his bare chest before looking up at me,

'uh I'm not wearing one baby',

Wade said to me, I sighed slightly,

'just give me one of your shirts, I need something to wear that is larger than anything that I have because absolutely everything shows the bump',

I said to Wade, he began to smile at me and walked over to me. He turned me to the side putting his hand on to my baby bump, taking in the view,

'you look beautiful baby',

Wade said to me. I smiled slightly,

'thanks baby but any chance I can have one of your shirts?'.

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