Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“Maybe order a pizza?” I say, hopeful. Dad he laughs and goes to make the call. I dig eagerly into the greasy hot pizza about an hour later, absolutely starving. Because that’s how I am these days — just constantly hungry and constantly snacking to keep the nausea away.

Because the moment that I stepped into my second trimester...

Let's just say that the easy nature of my first trimester? When I wondered whether I was pregnant, because I couldn’t feel — at all — that I was pregnant?

Well. That went the hell out the window.

I woke up in the middle of the night one night, green to the gills, and rushed to my bathroom to barf up absolutely everything in my stomach. And it honestly feels like I have been nauseous every single second since that first night.

keeps the nausea at bay is constantly eating. And my solution to this — to which no one has yet protested — is to keep snacks in every corner

sink to put a little mascara on my eyelashes. I turn to look

snack...” I murmur, suddenly blushing as I realize how weird it is. But my sister

to put an arm around me and to run her hand over my belly,

Princess Baby doing in there,

chagrined. “Wish she'd lay off the nausea trigger a little

Janeen says, grinning and giving me a

need to stop calling the baby a she, Janeen,” I say, grinning. “We still

the bathroom. “She

a little, and then look down at my belly. “What do you think, little baby,” I murmur, running a hand over my little pot belly. “You’re she