I’m not too sure how this kind of stuff goes since I’m a guy but I know all pregnant women have one and with Mom being gone, I wasn’t sure how she would. Yes, I said love. I love Sam. How do I know since I’ve never been in love? I just know. It’s the way my day begins and ends with her. She’s the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing before I go to bed. She consumes my every thought but unfortunately we’re both so damn stubborn we get nowhere. My one attempt to speak to her at the shower went fairly well until Trey’s dumbass came up singing his own version of Sam and I sitting in the tree. If she and I ever sat in a tree, we wouldn’t be fucking, I’d make love to her. God, what is this woman doing to me? Just when I thought she was the only woman pissed at me, Wendy practically lost her head when I misjudged the size of her belly. I should have been smart like Rocky and just opted out.
