He handed her something, and she hopped down to approach me with a smile, big blue eyes bright. With her full belly and massive tits swaying, I enjoyed the view. Oh, the tits were so fantastic. Best part of pregnancy and breastfeeding. She should be in either “condition” for the next ten years.
Lana knelt next to me and pressed a cloth filled with ice to the side of my face.
“Does it hurt?” she asked.
“No.” There was a watermelon attached to the side of my head, dear. Nah, it was fine. No pain at all.
“Ivana called.”
Both Ludi and I leaned in. “And?” he asked.
Lana pulled out her phone and showed us the screen. Twin newborn girls with pink hats. I stared and stared, and I swear to Lord Jesus, my heart was so full, I thought I might cry.
Next to me, Ludi said, “Awww, man.” He cleared his throat.
I gave him a side-eye, telling him to shut up and not give away the entire population of the Dadverse who would never ever dare cry over stupid shit like cute little girls in pink hats with scrunched-up faces.
“I want one,” my wife said.
Do you see why I married this girl? Do you? She reads my mind. I smiled like a shark. “That I can do.”
Ludi got up first and offered me a hand. I took it and pressed the ice pack to my head. Walking around with a pack was gonna be annoying but worth it, because my heart was full of the people I knew who all knew me.
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