The Billionaire and The Pop Star Page 8
I laughed and cried as I heard his loud wails fill the room. Trace never took his eyes off mine until the oh-oh from the doctor.
“Oh-oh? No fucking oh-oh, what the fuck is oh-oh?” he was ready to tear the poor woman’s head off before she explained. I was in too much of a daze from the new pain wracking my body to help.
“Looks like we have another one.” And so my daughter was born, totally unexpected but completely loved.
THE END
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