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 — is to keep snacks in every corner of the house so that I can wander from room to room and there’s always

my sink to put a little mascara on my

realize how weird it is. But my sister just laughs at me and puts it

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

Princess Baby doing in there,

I can’t help being a little chagrined. “Wish she'd lay off

and giving me a big kiss

my head at her. “You need to stop calling the baby a she, Janeen,” I say, grinning. “We still

Janeen says, waving her hand at me as she leaves me alone in the bathroom. “She until proven otherwise! Besides,” she shrugs, calling

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