I swipe through the photos Piccola texted me, and I’m a bit surprised there are actually a few outside. I was sure Blake would have her trapped in the hotel room the whole time. Those two are always all over each other. My eyes almost fall out of my head when I get a peek at the private plane. No way she’s not in the mile high club by now. My girl went from a virgin to nympho, so it really wasn’t a shock at how quickly he knocked her up.
In each picture, there’s no missing the love in both their eyes. My heart starts to ache wanting to know what that feels like. A love that deep is something I’ve never had. Sure, I love Piccola, but I think the love you have for your partner and children is something else altogether. I’ve never even experienced the love one has for their own parents.
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