Kevin
“It hurts, I can’t.” Jaime panted.
“Baby, I know it hurts. You have too.” I told Jaime.
“I told you we should gotten married before our sons came. Now they are going to be bastards.” She cried.
“Oh don’t worry, they all say that.” A nurse said to me.
I glared at the nurse. Clearly she wasn’t listening to our conversation. I highly doubt women call their babies bastards as they are about to be born.I know this is not the time to correct this nurse and her canned comment she has.
“Our kids are not bastards, we are getting married. Remember your mom and Keira thought it would be better to include our sons in the wedding?” I told her.
Jaime developed a habit of reading historical and werewolf romance stories on some app. Some of her ideas she gets is from those stories. Like the o
