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.

that 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 of the house so that

murmurs one afternoon as she sits in my bathroom with me, watching me lean over my sink to put a little mascara on my eyelashes. I turn to

blushing as I realize how weird it is. But my sister just

need, Fay,” she sighs, coming to put an arm around me and to run her hand over my belly, which is just

Baby doing in

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

birthday,” Janeen says, grinning and giving me a big kiss on the

the baby a she, Janeen,” I say, grinning. “We still don’t know, and you're going to confuse both me and yourself — and potentially the baby, if it

me as she leaves me alone in the bathroom. “She until proven

the point, and I turn to the mirror and grimace a little, and then look down at my belly. “What do you