Although I"m a little over six months pregnant and tired most of the time, I refuse to let this New Year"s go to waste. It"s my second favorite holiday after Christmas because it usually contains drinking and dancing. While I don"t anticipate staying on my feet for hours, I will shake my a*s at least once.
"Almost ready?" Payton asks, stepping into the bathroom. I"ve got a pile of clothes on the floor because I can"t make up my mind. I"m standing in my b*a and panties and am two minutes from having a complete meltdown.
"Everything looks stupid on me." I pout, sitting on the toilet because I"m exhausted from changing so much.
Payton walks over and drops to his knees. He cups my cheeks and paints his lips over mine. "Can I help at all?"
"Find me something to wear that doesn"t make me fee
