Page 66 of Marked By Tank

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“Tank.”

He stills instantly.

“What is it?”

I cover his hand with mine and smile, sudden tears burning behind my eyes.

“I’m late.”

His brows pull together. “Late?”

I nod. “I took a test yesterday while you were out.”

He goes so still I feel it everywhere.

For one second he just stares at me.

Then his eyes widen.

“Julie.”

I laugh softly because I might cry if I do not. “I’m pregnant.”

The silence after that is so complete I can hear the fire pop and both our breaths caught high in our chests.

Tank stares at me like I just put the sun in his hands.

Then his forehead drops to mine and his hand spreads over my stomach, careful and reverent and shaking just a little.

“You’re sure?”

I nod. “Very.”

His eyes close.

A rough sound leaves him. Half laugh. Half something wrecked.

Then he kisses me.

Slow this time.

Deep.

A kiss so full of love it nearly hurts.

When he pulls back, his voice is wrecked in a whole different way.

“I love you.”

The words hit me with all the force they always do.

I put both hands on his face and smile through the tears.

“I love you too.”

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