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”Morning sleepy head.”
Inuyasha rolled over, blinking the sleep from his eyes.
“Morning.” He yawned.
Kagome sat beside him, her yukata loose around her shoulders as she nursed the baby. The early morning light filtering through the window framed her sleep tangled hair, washing her in a warm glow almost as bright as her smile.
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