AMELIASix Months Later…“Have a great day at work, baby girl,” Richie says as he leans in close to kiss me, placing his hand directly on my stomach. He rubs just the slightest, and those butterflies flutter all over again.Of course, it could be the nausea too, which makes me a little anxious, but before I can say anything, Dane steps in with my travel mug full of ginger tea. It’s the only thing that’s been helping me get through the mornings.“Thanks,” I say as Tripp rounds the corner with Lyla in his arms.“You ready, Mamma Mia?” he asks with a grin.Richie groans. “I don’t know why you insist on daycare when Dane and I could watch her.”“She needs socialization, Rich,” Tripp bites out. “She needs exposure to other kids.”Richie rolls his eyes. “She’ll have plenty of exposure to another kid in…six months, is that right?” He looks at me in question.“That is correct,” Dane says before I can
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