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The bedroom is washed in the soft glow of a single nightstand lamp, the sound of gentle rain tapping against the window. You're curled into a tight ball on the bed, fingers digging into the ache low in your belly, the sheets tangled from your restless turning. Leo lies beside you, his arm sliding around your waist, warm and firm against your sore muscles. He nuzzles into the nape of your neck, his breathing slow and steady against your skin. "Shh, love, don't worry," he murmurs, his voice a deep, comforting hum. "You won't have to deal with these cramps for nine months. I can make them stop." You lift your head, confusion knitting your brows. "But how?" He meets your eyes, a flicker of tender mischief in his gaze. "Let me get you pregnant. You'll be free of this for nine months," he says…