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He s the skin to crinkle around his eyes Mako has the enuine Every tiht at the sun It’s beautiful

I like that word now Mako has put a newto life

My eyes settle on the scar frounshot wound It’s a constant reminder howup in ht and helpup his brother’s etting shot in the process

Mako owede first met I was just another fly in his brother’s spider web Just like Alison had been He was the only one who knew the true nature of Ryan Fitzgerald And instead of letting the flies be eaten alive, Mako went out of his way to untangle the ere weaved in and help us get away I owe my life to this man To this day, Alison shares the same sentiment

“Do you think I’ll be a good mother?”

“I think you were shown the perfect example of what a mother shouldn’t be I think you’ll be perfect”

My shoulders drop with relief Mako’s right Barbie did everything wrong with ifted her the house in Shallow River Barbie didn’t deserve any part of the gift, but I wanted to cut all ties with her What happens to her and that house is no longer a concern to me

Mako admitted he went to see her when Billy first took me He never said what he told her, but by the way Barbie looked at Mako with reluctant respect, and ine he did the equivalent of running her through with a truck and then reversing back over her

“You’re going to be such a great dad, too If we have a girl, I know she’ll be a virgin until she’s thirty”

He laughs The sound fills me with so much happiness “Nah I refuse to be one of those dads that try to control their daughter’s sex life I always thought it was creepy when guys do that The only thing I have the right to do is show her the right way aus together And I can only hope she’ll be honest with us, so we can ht”

Unexpected tears spring to my eyes I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear what type of parent Mako plans to be But knowing that he’ll be so fucking good to our kid is causing all types of e love and happiness And definitely a whole lot of horniness

He smiles at my reaction My cheeks flush red with embarrassment I’m not usually a crier

“Hormones,” I mumble

I stifle his laugh with a kiss, shutting him up quickly I’m so ready to live the rest of etting started I pull away and rub a hand across my stomach

“I already knohat I want to nairl”

“What’s that, baby?”

I s down at row

“Camilla I want to name her Camilla”

He gives me a wide smile “That’s beautiful”

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