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Hate Me, Please!

Xevia's POV

Xander asked me to sit in the kitchen and watch him make hot chocolate like a professional bartender. I had to admit that I was impressed. I never knew Xander could do this since he was blind. But it turns out that his hands are very skillful and look so natural as they go through the motions of pouring boiling water into a small ceramic cup.

Honestly, I didn't like being here with him, but I had no choice. My ego told me to get out of the kitchen and pretend that I wasn't hungry. But my body was doing the exact opposite of my ego. My body sat sweetly waiting for Xander to finish making hot chocolate and sandwiches for me. How embarrassing!

Kick!

My baby kicked hard again as if he couldn't wait for me to feed him.

"Be patient, honey," I said as I stroked my belly, throbbing from his hard kicks.

"Do you want extra ketchup? Or extra mayonnaise?" Xander asked while opening the fridge, and his hand groped one by one the things in the refrigerator until he found the ketchup bo
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