{"id":261317,"date":"2026-07-13T18:16:16","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T15:16:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/gifted-connections-book-5-sm-olivier-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T18:16:16","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T15:16:16","slug":"gifted-connections-book-5-sm-olivier-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/gifted-connections-book-5-sm-olivier-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Gifted Connections Book 5 – SM Olivier (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Too bad they\u2019d forgotten that I could be just as stubborn. I wasn\u2019t planning on running marathons, but walking couldn\u2019t hurt. There was no way I would be confined to bed rest any sooner than I had to be. The doctor had already warned us that was a possibility further into my pregnancy. \u201cI\u2019m sure I gained a few already,\u201d I protested, putting the dried pans into the storage closet.<\/p>\n

\u201cWalking won\u2019t hurt me.\u201d Drake cleared his throat before pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. \u201cWalking will probably be beneficial when you\u2019re closer to labor,\u201d he reasoned, surprising us all. Generally, he hated confrontations. \u201cWe can take turns walking with her to ensure she doesn\u2019t overdo it.\u201d \u201cWe\u2019re almost done,\u201d Jaxson stated. \u201cWe can all go.\u201d I was glad to see he was less salty now. After I reverted him to his regular body, he\u2019d refused to talk to anyone for a good half hour.<\/p>\n

Like always, Jaxson wasn\u2019t known to hold grudges, so he quickly bounced back. However, I had no illusions that he wouldn\u2019t seek retribution from the people who\u2019d laughed the hardest and longest. Marcel would definitely be the first to pay for it, especially since he went to the convenience store, grabbed a pack of sunflower seeds, and threw handfuls of them at Jaxson. Troy sighed. \u201cI have to check in with my team.\u201d Noah frowned, pulling me into a hug. \u201cI have a mother that\u2019s seven centimeters dilated.<\/p>\n

Should I tell Dr. Branch I can\u2019t assist her and the nurse practitioner?\u201d Selfishly, I wanted to remind Noah I hadn\u2019t even been home for twenty-four hours, but I couldn\u2019t. Pops and Paul had been interviewing candidates for the labor and delivery ward, so I just had to be patient for another week or so. They\u2019d already hired two of the four employees needed.<\/p>\n

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Any trademark, service marks, product names, or names featured are assumed to be the property of their respective owners and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if we use one of these terms. Editing by: Michelle Motyczka Cover by: Jenifer Knox OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Title Page Copyright Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Author’s Note Books By This Author OceanofPDF.com CHAPTER 1 \u201cGood morning, baby girl,\u201d whispered in my mind as I began to stir.<\/p>\n

I rolled over in bed and smiled as I recognized Remy\u2019s voice. It\u2019d been weeks since I\u2019d been able to communicate with the guys. Luckily, the door Alex opened had remained that way, and although we couldn\u2019t speak all day, we managed to for short periods. It was like a lifeline was thrown at me. While before, my days had been filled with endless despair, renewed hope had been breathed into me.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood morning, baby,\u201d I murmured as I swung my legs over the bed. \u201cHow are you feeling today?\u201d I gingerly set my feet on the floor and grinned. \u201cThe nausea seems to be gone.\u201d I lovingly caressed my baby bump. \u201cAnd I think I grew again,\u201d I said with a touch of chagrin. I was petite and slight of frame, but my babies seemed eager to claim every inch of real estate and then some.<\/p>\n

I hadn\u2019t even known I was pregnant until I was ten weeks along, but as soon as I hit my twelfth-week mark, they made their presence known, and my waistline expanded. \u201cI can\u2019t wait to see you,\u201d Remy eagerly stated. My heart sank at the touch of desperation in his words. I wasn\u2019t any closer to finding out where I was or being able to give them some clues about my whereabouts.<\/p>\n

Based on how I\u2019d pissed Alison off during her last visit by telling her what a horrible mother she was, I wouldn\u2019t be getting any details from her. She definitely hadn\u2019t taken that well. However, Horatio seemed eager to integrate me into the family, and I was prepared to use every acting skill in my arsenal if it allowed me to gather more intel.<\/p>\n

I wistfully sighed. \u201cHopefully sooner than later.\u201d \u201cSoon, baby girl, soon,\u201d he promised.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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