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She didn’t have to tell him like that

JIG BLINKED

Then blinked again

What? First off, Izzy was crying Izzy didn’t cry Ever

And did she say…?

Holy shit Izzy was pregnant

It took a few h to realize he was being a bag of dicks and letting his pregnant ol’ lady cry in his office while he stood there gaping

“Holy shit, Izzy,” he said, wrapping his arainst him

As he rubbed her back and let her hor The chest-constricting panic The mental block that hadn’t let hi The repetitive what-ifs tapping at his brain like a woodpecker

None of it came

Instead, he saw a little girl with ink-black hair, bright blue eyes, and a kick-ass attitude running around, giving him and Izzy hell

He saw Izzy, panting through contractions and cursing up a blue streak, calling hi to withhold her pussy for the rest of their lives

He saw a boy, kneeling beside hi him work on his bike with rapt attention

He saw his wo leatherto stuff her swollen feet into those damn heels she loved so much

He saw them As a family

With children

“Izzy,” he crooned, rubbing circles on her back “Baby, it’s okay”

She sniffed and lifted her head Black tracks ran down her face, and he tried to wipe the her a true raccoon look

Still the most beautiful woman around

“You didn’t want this You told ht out you couldn’t, wouldn’t, ever have another child”