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Curt nods, “I know sugar. I just still don’t like the idea of you alone.” He thinks unsure of what he wants, “I’d love a mini me, but that could be mayhem and if it’s a mini you, then you know she’s getting spoiled. Either way, we are going to be up shit creek. I can not swear you know this. It’s my second language. ” He laughs still rubbing her stomach. “I’d be happy with either a boy or a girl. I hope they get more of you than me physical wise.”
“I won’t be alone, babe.” She turned her head towards Curt so she could look at him and smiled. “I’ll be okay.” The thought of a mini Curt running around made her smile. “I would love a boy first but I don’t mind either way as long as it’s healthy and has all ten toes and fingers.”














