My stepbrother
Just knowing I was carrying a little person Zayne and I created made it all worth it, even if I wouldn’t be able to walk by the end.
“It’s probably because his father’s head is so big. My sweetie is pregnant, and she is tiny,” Quentin says as he kisses San. She is three months pregnant with their first child. So we will be giving birth two months apart.
“Baby, stop it; Mai is further along than I am. I may get that big.”Santana says.
“Hey, stop calling her big.”Zayne scowls.
“Hani, it’s fine I am—oh,” I grunt, feeling a slight pain in my left foot.