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Toulouse watched her as they arrived back at the palace with an amused grin on his face. He wouldn’t have thrown her over his shoulder anyway now that he had known she was pregnant. They’d have to be more careful now, though he knew that she wouldn’t want to be treated like a china doll, either. He could still be a bit rough with her while being safe at the same time. Before he could answer her she was hurrying away, and all it took was the count of three on Toulouse’s part before he hurried after her. One… two… three… He figured the least he could do was give her a head start.
He caught up to her just as she was about to enter their room. Scooping her up in his arms, he held her tightly, opening the door with his free and and carrying her inside. “Tell me again how you plan on getting your way?” The blond teased, closing the door behind them and letting her down slowly.
“How I always get my way.” Claire looked up at him with an innocent expression, batting her eyelashes. He set her down and she set her hands on his waist, pulling him further into the room. “How would you like to celebrate?” She asked, finally smirking and letting him go. Claire sat down on the bed, kicking her heels off and laying back. “I have some ideas, but I’d rather hear yours.”










