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She burst past him and Peregrine galloped after her, catching up to playfully nip her behind before he fell back and simply enjoyed a more leisurely pace. The view didn't hurt, either, and he wasn't even staring at her butt. Instead, the curves of her belly—which noticeably swelled out on either side now—drew his eyes and made his insides warm and melt-y, like the inside of a grilled cheese sandwich.

Before long, the two of them plunged down the towpath that led to the borders and his niece just beyond them. "You win!" he announced to Hawkeye as they arrived at the finish line: Pied. "Well?" he said to the dappled two-year-old without missing a beat, standing proudly at his pregnant mate's shoulder. Surely, the two of them cut a handsome portrait.

Soon enough, Peregrine nibbled at Hawkeye's earlobe and then stepped back, taking a seat nearby. "I'll let you ladies catch up," he said before slumping forward in the grass and then rolling onto his back. He kicked his legs into the air and wriggled around, enjoying the sensation on his back. After a minute of this, he then fell still and relaxed.