*Elina's POV*
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I laid down under the blanket, my back against Tate as he rested his hand on my waist.
We were silent for a while, both of us somewhat deep in thought.
Suddenly one of my favourite people came to mind and I spun around as quick as I could with my pregnant state.
"We haven't called Eddie yet," I gasped and I saw that Tate had his eyes closed.
I inched back, thinking he had fallen asleep, and I rested my head back on the pillow, this time facing him.
"I know," Tate said lazily, his eyes still closed.
I couldn't help but scowl. I placed both of my hands on his chest and tried pushing him up, or away, I didn't know.
However I wasn't surprised when he didn't move. I was stupid to think I could at least make him bulge while he was half asleep.
One of Tate's hand clasped
