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My one hand was wrapped around a sleeping Alistair, holding him close. With my other hand, I rubbed her swollen belly, feeling the tiny kicks.
"Happier than I've ever been before," I said.
"Me, too," she said, leaning into me and snuggling against my chest.
Ain't life grand?
P.S. Don't forget to drop by the Bar and Grill. Our honeymoon to New Orleans gave us some really great sandwich ideas. Can I recommend the Roast Beef Po Boy? It's the tastiest, messiest sandwich I've ever had. Friggin' amazing!
- COMMENTS
Anonymous21 days agoxhristianj's comments below are just fucking funny.
How really wierd it would be to live your life looking ar every single man and having to put him into one of two categories. Like the following process:
"My boss isn't a loud gym-rat braggart who hits on every attractive woman he comes into contact with? He must be a Beta male."
"That plumber's handshake was firm and he looked me in the eyes so he must be an Alpha male."
Just randomly throughout every day dropping men into alpha and beta categories as part of your life.
And based on your comments you really believe that shit?
Life with you and all of your manly buddies who all demonstrate the overtly masculine and testosterone filled behaviors must be so much fun.
Good God the world is full of fucking morons.
Anonymous28 days agoFor Anon three months ago who dinged the story one star, be ause Tim didn't have his own kid. There is one in Nicole's belly.
As for the story, very well conceived and enjoyable. I didn't ming the recipe aside. Five stars.
JPB NOT BOB
