Tyler held Olivia's hand against his chest and teased, "Is the little bunny trying to resist her husband? Since when do bunnies do this?" Olivia blushed, just like she used to.

Tyler chuckled softly, adjusted Olivia's hand, and shifted to make her more comfortable. He then gently placed his hand behind her head and said wearily, "Okay, close your eyes now. Good night, little bunny." Hearing his words, Olivia's tension melted away. She moved closer to feel his warmth fully, her head resting against his chest.

As Tyler patted her back soothingly, Olivia closed her eyes and let sleep take over.

and gazed up at his face his nose, his lips. His thin, well-defined lips seemed to carry a certain pride. She marveled at how this man was her husband, surely a

closer, inhaling his

briefly, then opened his eyes

as if to apologize. Unaware of her own strength, she

her pregnancy, Tyler had kept his distance to control himself, but her closeness now stirred something in him. He frowned again but held still, gently patting her head. "Sleep, bunny," he whispered. Olivia, unbothered by her condition, nestled her face into the crook of

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