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While it warmed her heart to hear that he was prioritizing the safety of their children, Claire became a little concerned when he mentioned the custody papers. Of course, because of how attached she is to Grace, she was certainly scared of the little princess being taken away from her. Next when her husband said she was still beautiful, she smiled, even more so when he kissed her forehead. Claire then grabbed his hand to place it on her belly, mainly because she wanted Arianna to stop kicking.
As he spoke about the dilemma of the Photographers, Claire felt reassured. "Well, I don't control my emotions or my body. Too many hormonal changes. And let me enjoy my moments on the couch while I still can't fit into my pants." She responded, pouting when he said that they didn't need her giving into her cravings.
Finally, she just leaned into his shoulder, pecking his neck with her nose as she kept his hand on her swollen belly, finding it comforting. When she felt more kicks, Claire sighed in a frustrated manner. "Alright darling, you're gonna have to talk to Arianna, these kicks need to stop. I've been dealing with them all morning..." She groaned.
Meanwhile, school was just getting out. Tristan was waiting outside for his little sister so that they could board the bus and finally go home. He did have a reasonable amount of homework to keep him busy, but he would also be okay with helping Grace with hers.
As he spoke about the dilemma of the Photographers, Claire felt reassured. "Well, I don't control my emotions or my body. Too many hormonal changes. And let me enjoy my moments on the couch while I still can't fit into my pants." She responded, pouting when he said that they didn't need her giving into her cravings.
Finally, she just leaned into his shoulder, pecking his neck with her nose as she kept his hand on her swollen belly, finding it comforting. When she felt more kicks, Claire sighed in a frustrated manner. "Alright darling, you're gonna have to talk to Arianna, these kicks need to stop. I've been dealing with them all morning..." She groaned.
Meanwhile, school was just getting out. Tristan was waiting outside for his little sister so that they could board the bus and finally go home. He did have a reasonable amount of homework to keep him busy, but he would also be okay with helping Grace with hers.