Lost Creek Hollow It's brand new

Ok, so obviously she wasn't far off base.  Dokuga.  Not that she knew the meaning.  It was kind of an odd name when you considered all the other names that were associated with her family.  But hey, they'd been stubborn enough to keep it around, so...

Treason wasn't planning that far ahead in comparison to Terance.  Sure, not having to go through all the rigmarole and uncertainty and stuff next year would be rather nice, but she figured things could change enough in the next six months that it wasn't much point planning beyond it -- or at least when it came to more contract-type things that is.  But that's all there was if Terance was the one taking slightly more traditional relationships off the table, wasn't it?

Joke or not, being reminded of her current failing rankled her, which she expressed with yet another frustrated huff.  If he hadn't been in a sense preventatively soothing her temper via his doting, Treason might have snapped at him.  Instead, she just frowned.  But there's been a lot of time off for me recently.  Still feels wrong...  Ugh.   Sick or not, she just wasn't a fan of being idle.  This would probably be her biggest complaint about pregnancy and pups -- that she couldn't just do everything she ordinarily would.  It also would cause another problem, but that was yet to be written.  Terance would have his hands full just dealing with her.  And that last bit?  Her stomach was rioting again.  She shut her eyes and again tried to keep it together.