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I languidly traced the blades of his back "That’s the softest you’ve ever made love to me It felt so different" I pressed my forehead to his "I loved it"

Roo now, baby I need to be more careful with you… with you both"

He tucked his head into the crook of my neck and we simply held each other

Ro "You look like irl I looked at o, on her hands and knees, cussin’ in that fkin’ hot accent in hue shoes and I kneithout a shadow of doubt, that she would one day be mine" He ruffledexpression

"One day," I goaded, stroking his tattoo on his hip, and his eyes sparkled in response

"I alondered if one day I’d have a fah with sout wrenched at his pain and I pulled in a panicked breath, thinking about the enormity of our situation "Romeo, I don’t think I can be a mother We haven’t had normal families We have no idea how to be in a nor up a child? We’re far too young--what do we have to offer a baby?"

He sighed "Soed ether we can do anythin’ We can be good parents"

"But your football…"

"So what? I’ll get drafted in April and you’ll cohter You can still do your PhD and achieve your dreams We can have it all Just please… don’t destroy our child, our first child"

"Roer over my mouth silenced me "I could’ve been destroyed, but my birth mother didn’t She had me I’m here because she chose me, even if she didn’t actually want h it and it led irl that saved irl who showed me how to love"

I ran my hand over his stricken face "Your parents will think I’ve done it on purpose to trap you"