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.

has yet protested —

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 look at her and see that she’s pulled a bag of popcorn out from the

I realize how weird it is. But my sister just

an arm around me and to run her hand over my belly, which is just barely starting to

Princess Baby doing in

good,” I murmur, though I can’t help being a little chagrined. “Wish she'd lay off the nausea trigger a little

it back to us on her twenty-first birthday,” Janeen says, grinning and giving me a big kiss on the

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

me alone in the bathroom. “She until proven otherwise! Besides,” she shrugs, calling over

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