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... ad, keeping her close to him. Her tiny breath tickled against his skin with each passing moment. Jarot was holding baby Jarot to himself, wishing he had a second hand to brush the boy’s hair and to tickle him.
“They should eat,” Sonarot said, holding out her hands to take the babe away from the pair.
Jarot vibrated with disappointment, but he relinquished the boy to his grandmother. Adam continued to hold Jirot, letting her relax against his chest, until she was taken away to be ...
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