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Chapter 197 - Citra

“Pass me the hot sauce,” I say to Michael.

“Baby, do you really think that’s - “ He starts. Then he sees the look on my face, and, like the smart male he is, shuts his mouth and passes me the hot sauce.

I hate hot sauce. I hate everything spicy. But our child is a week late. A FUCKING WEEK!

And when I tell you that I will do anything - ANYTHING - to serve this child his eviction notice… You have grown out of this studio apartment, kid, and your landlord is telling you it is time to get the FUCK OUT!

I take the hot sauce, peel up the little stopper that only lets a drop out every five shakes so that I can pour that shit all over my scrambled eggs.

Michael stares at me. I know he’s about to do it. I know he’s about to mansplain to me. I stare at him, willing him not to be stupid enough to do it. Willing him to shut his fucking mouth so that he will make it to our child’s birth. I don’t want to have to kill the wolf. He is really very pretty. And he knows how to fuck
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Owlonmywrist
Love these parts of the story!
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TB41
So cute how the babies helped get the other baby to enter the world. They like— get out here. LOL!
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*zipped lips*
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