Hope said they're done having Kids biologically, but they may adopt when the 6 month old kids are older.
"They're good." Hope says with a smile as we get to the meeting room.
"You know how I love kids?" I ask as we walk into the team meeting room.
"Yeah?"
"Well if you three want a date night when we come play Utah then I'll happily baby sit."
"We may take you up on that." Hope says. "Miss Woman of the Match."
We won 3-0 and I was woman of the match since I had 2 assists and I shut down Sam Kerr.
"Sweet." I say.
"Have fun with recovery." Hope says.
I stick my tongue out at Hope then I head over to the large open area where the recovery stuff is set up.
"Mom." I say as I hop onto one of the massage beds.
"Yes baby?" Mom says.
"Can I take off my shirt?"
"Do you have a bra on?"
"Sadly." I say.
"Then sure." Mom says
"Sick." I say then I take off my shirt.
"Can we know about you're tattoo's now?" Pinoe questions as my leg massage starts.
I nod then everyone scoots closer to me.
Once everyone is close to me I point to my right forearm tattoo.
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"This is an homage to my Norse roots and my Mom's." I say.
"Norse?" Mal questions. "I thought old school Norwegians were vikings."
"Norse is the actual people." I say. "Viking was the name of their act of pillaging."
"Really?" Becky asks and I nod. "Learn something new every day."
I smile at my Portland Teammate then I point to my right upper arm.
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FanfictionKimora is 17 and her life has taken a turn for the worse ever since she lost her Parents. Her father's second wife has become abusive and hasn't let her or her sister out of the house in five years. One day it gets to be to much and the twins run a...
