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This child in my stomach is giving me debates to ever get pregnant. I should be used to it by now, with my last children but they didn't really weren't complicated. This kid is a whole ninja, loves to keep me up at night. Massimo stays up with me, February 24 is the due date I'll be giving birth to this baby. I for one want to hold my little one in my arms. This baby is a part of me and the love of my life. Just one more month and I'll have my baby in my arms, giving him all my love before I leave him.
Also I'm engaged and married at the same time. Massimo has given me so many rings throughout our marriage, to this point I feel like a spoiled wife. All the rings he's given me, they are being put in my glass case where I put every jewelry I own, to keep safe. Plus I lost my shit easily – fast. "Pensi sempre a molto."
T: You always think a lot.
Turning my head to find the voice who spoke to me. "Hai un cazzo di problema?" Of course it be my very own brother- fuckin- law. Massimo is out doing a business deal, I wanted to join but he wouldn't want me to join him. He wouldn't let me do shit, really I don't mind doing a little work.
T: You got a fucking problem?
Valero takes a deep breath, "sto solo dichiarando un dato di fatto." An arm around my shoulder, kissing my forehead. "I'm here for you if you want to talk, I know Massimo has been closed off lately." I missed our friendship, really I did. I embraced him with a hug, "well that's how things get when you're a leader to a big ass organization, in which you and Trixie want no part of." I pointed out a fact. Valero and Trxie want nothing to do with what our parents have given us, and worked so hard for.
T: I'm just stating a fact.
My chin on top of his shoulder. "My wife does not want any part of the organization. So since the baby is coming, why not just stay out of it also? I did it to make my wife happy even though she didn't ask for it." I formed a smile on my face, oh my lord their relationship is endgame. Trixie's due date is a week after mine. Valero has been a good father to his kid.
I placed a hand on his cheek, "grazie cognato." His hand went over my hand, "quando vuoi." Valero whispered to me. I slapped his cheek lightly, playfully at the same time. "A fucking drink would sound nice." I informed Valero. I got up from the couch, walking to the stand that had the strong liquor. I motioned for him to get up.
T: Thank you, brother-in-law.
T: anytime
Grabbing two glasses from the table, pouring him a neat whiskey, Valero stopped my hand from going to my glass, "I'm not going to drink, dumbass I was just going to close it." I said, chuckling at his reflexes. I graded Ice putting it in the glass, then I grabbed the water that was next to all the liquor I wished I could drink. We raised our drinks, "Salud!" We spoke, we did this before at the party our parents did before we got married to the love of our lives.
