#mila bartolini

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.. Mila, Millie and Max are off to start new adventures in 2nd, 1st and pre-school! Nova held it together pretty well until she saw Lucca crying and lost it herself. The twins joined in shortly after the bus pulled away taking 3/5 LOVA babies to learn new and amazing things!

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(Alliah took these beautifully breathtaking pictures of our babies and told me I could post them on Tumblr!)

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Mila Bartolini

6 yrs -- (I used the SSFF Alma skin on her and I am so in love!)

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L.N. 3

He shook his head as he pressed the power button on the side of his mobile device before shoving it into his pocket. He tilted his head to the side, cracking his neck before letting it fall back so his face was turned up towards the clear night sky. It was warm, boarding on humid. He could hear the crickets chirping from the field behind their house. He could still smell some of the smoke from the large fire that was currently burning a few hours away from where they lived. It was putting both him and Nova on edge. They weren't in the danger zone yet, but currently the fire was only 2% contained and with the winds picking up it could easily shift and head this direction. He was considering talking Nova into a trip to Italy until firefighters got it put out. 

Something in his peripheral vision pulled his attention away from the starry sky and thoughts of the fire.He turned his head to the right and saw her walking towards him. Her black hair shining as the moon caressed each strand. She smiled at him, cheeks flushed, eyes bright and sparkling.

"Hello beautiful." Returning her smile, as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him. He kissed her, running his fingers through the softness of her hair before pressing his forehead to hers. "How was your visit?"

"Fantastic, but tiring. I forgot how much more exuberant my little sister is." She snickered. "How were the girls? Did they give you any trouble going to bed?"

Lucca smiled. "Nah, I only had to read the same story four times before M&M fell asleep."

"I was going to poke my head in on them, but was afraid I'd wake them. Millie's been so anxious about those fires." She shook her head. "And unfortunately it's being covered by every news station. Why can't she just be a normal five year old and want to watch cartoons?"

"Because she's a genius." He gives her a mock incredulous look and then laughs, running his thumb over her bottom lip. "Speaking of Amelia, I wanted to talk to you about something."

She frowned up at him. "Ok.."

He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, as he stared down into her eyes. "I've been wanting to talk to you about this for awhile, but I was afraid of your answer for so long that I just kept brushing it off..."

She pressed her lips together, tightening her arms that were wrapped around his waist.

"I, well," he swallowed. "I wanted to know how you would feel if I were to ask you.." He frowned, "No that's not right." He let out his breath, frowning. "I love you."

"I...love..you, too." She said slowly, carefully. He could see that she was beginning to guard herself.

"Don't do that," he whispered. His eyes started to prick from behind causing tears to fill his vision. "Don't try to push me away. I promise I'm not leaving you. I'll never leave you or Amelia. I love you both, so much. More than my own life. I would do anything for the four of you. Anything." He tucked her hair behind her ear, leaving his hand to rest on the side of her neck. His thumb rubbing up and down the length of it from her ear to her collar bone. "I know that Amelia isn't... biologically speaking, my daughter. But I love her. I love her as if she were my flesh and blood and I am so proud of her and awed by her. I cannot imagine my life without you or Millie, or Max. Just as I can't imagine my life without Mila."

Tears slip over Nova's thick eyelashes and leave silent trails down her cheeks in their wake. Her chin began to quiver. She shook her head, but Lucca placed both of his hands on either side of her face. "I want to adopt Mille, Nova. I want to be her Father, not just her Dad."

Her eyes, impossibly, grew more round than they already were. Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound - not a breath - escaped between her full lips.

"You don't have to answer me now. We don't have to make any decisions until you're 100% sure of what you want to do, I -"

She lifted her hand and gently placed her two fingers against his lips. "Why?"

"Because.." he shook his head slowly, a tear escaping as he blinked. "She's my daughter. I love her. I want to give her the world and I don't want her to ever question where she fits into our family, or my heart."

"I.. wh.." she swallowed, tears flowing freely down her face. She took a steadying breath, wiping her cheeks with the butt of her hand, sniffing. "I would love for you to adopt her, Lucca, but a piece of paper doesn't change the fact that to me - my family and yours - to her, you are her Father."

He embraced her, holding her, their bodies pressed together leaving no space between them. "We should talk to Millie about it. See what she wants."

"Of course," she was caressing the back of his head, her voice thick. "Lucca?"

"Yes?"

"I don't know if this is a good time to tell you this.." she cleared her throat. "I'm..."

Bird’s growling cut Nova from finishing whatever she was about to say. Still, Lucca stared down into her pale face waiting for her to finish her sentence, but Nova was already distracted. Staring down at Bird like she had two heads and around the backyard, trying to catch a glimpse at whatever had spooked her.

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L.N. 2

"Are you fielding your calls now?" She demanded to know as soon as she answered his call.

"Hello, Braylie. I'm fine, how are you doing?" Lucca asked, sarcastically. A smile stretching across his face.

He could hear her sigh and take a deep breath before she spoke. "I'm fine. How come you didn't answer when I called you the first three times?"

"Because I thought my cell phone could use a swim."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. I didn't hear it. What's up?"

He could almost hear her roll her eyes at him. "Have you talked to Nova yet. You know? About what you asked me..."

"No, I haven't." He pulled a couple dead leaves off of the Tomato plant in front of him, sighing out loud. "I planned on doing it this weekend."

"Why are you putting it off. I've already called and spoke to some lawyers. I can help you guys pay for the retainer fee." She offered. "Not that you couldn't afford to on your own, but I want this for you both just as much as you do. Well, maybe not as much as you do.. it feels that way though." She paused. "Anyways, it's just a precaution. If what you and Nova told me were true, he may not even fight you guys on this."

He raised his eyebrows, sighing. "Yea, well.. First I need to talk to Novalee and make sure she's ok with it."

"True!"

"What?"

"Nothing.."

"Braylie, I know you. What do you want to say."

She sighed into the phone, "Go ask her now! I want to know!"

He chuckled. His family has always adored Nova since they were little. The fact that they were together and having children literally 'tickled them pink' to quote his Mother after Braylie had called and told her they were officially an item. "She's not home right now. Harper's in town and Nova wanted her to meet her nephew."

"How is Harper? Does she know anything about Oona?"

Oona, their little sister, had suddenly decided to strike out on her own almost a year ago. No one had really heard from her since their niece was born on June 20th when she appeared quiet suddenly at his side looking pale and distraught at having missed her arrival. He knew something was off with her, but he never tried to question her. He wished he had, especially after seeing her at the hospital that night. Maybe he could of prevented her from cutting ties with them all and taking off, but she was almost 20 years old. An adult. He knew from personal experience that you can overcome any odds as long as you were determined and Oona definitely was that.

"I don't think so. Last Harper saw Oona was when they were 14 years old and she'd visited her in Italy." Lucca reached down and scratched Bird, his Englishe Springer Spaniel, behind the ear. "Besides," he took a deep breath letting it out slowly. "Nova isn't the type of person to pry into people's personal lives unless she felt it was necessary. Oona can take care of herself."

"But she shouldn't have to! She's only 19." Braylie whined.

"I know you miss her. I miss her, too, but we have to trust her and respect her decisions, Bray. She'd only end up resenting us if we forced her to stay."

"I don't know, something just feels... off? She was so excited about being an Aunt. Getting that new job at Logan's parents cafe. I just don't understand why she'd suddenly just up and vanish and not tell me where she was going. Or Logan, poor guy. He was beside himself!" She drew in a shaky breath. "But that isn't why I called. I know Nonno is keeping tabs on her, so if she gets in trouble or is hurt, I know he’ll be right there to jump in. I was calling about Millie. I want to throw a party if it happens. Small, just family. Maybe some close friends. Kind of like.. a meet and greet after a baby's born?"

"You're so weird. She's not a baby and she would be very upset if she knew you were comparing her to one." He chuckled, imaging Amelia stomping her little foot, mouth pursed in disgust, the little v forming between her eyebrows when she's upset or concentrating on something hard enough.

Braylie giggled, probably imagining the same thing he was. "Ok, ok. Just... let me know. And if it's positive then I'll ask Nova how she feels about the party."

"I will, but I'm going to say no to the party." He paused, "If my vote counts for anything."

"Probably not little brother, but I'll keep it in mind. Love ya!" With that she hung up the phone.  

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L.N. 1

"One more, please, Daddy?" Millie pouted, her big blue eyes as wide as they were round and just as beautiful as her Mother's. Lucca smiled down at her as he bent over, smoothing her hair back before planting a kiss on her forehead. She wrinkled her nose up at him before she giggled.

"Not tonight, Milliepede. Tomorrow is Friday though. You know what that means?" He raised his eyebrows, smiling.

"We get to go to the movies?" She asked excitedly, her voice low so she didn't wake up Mila who was fast asleep beside her.

Lucca nodded his head in answer. "Sleep."

"Wait! You didn't say it!" She grinned.

He shook his head, "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."

"If they do..." Millie continued their little ritual.

"Hit 'em with a shoe."

"And say, I don't want to sleep with you!" She pressed her lips together, but couldn't stop the giggle that escaped. She sat up suddenly, hugging him tightly,  "Good night, Daddy! Love you!"

She planted a dainty kiss on his cheek before burrowing back into her down filled pillow.

"I love you, too, Milliepede!" He tucked the covers in around her. "Snug as a bug in a rug." He booped her nose before bending over to kiss the top of Mila's hair. They each had their own bed, but they never slept separately.

Lucca turned, dipping low so he could switch on their nightlight as he strode out of the room. He looked over his shoulder for one last peek in time to see Millie roll over onto her side flopping her arm and her left leg over Mila as she snuggled close. Mila didn't so much as flinch. He chuckled to himself as he pulled the door closed behind him.

He kept himself busy mopping the kitchen and bathroom floors while he waited for Nova to get home with Max. She'd gone to visit her Mother and her younger sister, Harper, who hadn't yet met her nephew. The girls originally were intended to go along, but Millie didn't want to leave him alone. The thought brought a smile to his face. Though Amelia wasn't biologically his, she was his daughter. His little Milliepede. Lucca still couldn't believe Amelia’s biological Father had left Nova while she was not only pregnant, but he also had left her all alone. He didn’t understand how he didn't want anything to do with the life he was responsible for helping create.

He heard his ringtone somewhere off in the distance. Propping the mop against the kitchen table, he turned and headed back down the small hallway leading towards the girls' bedroom only to come up short outside the bathroom door. Pushing it open, he leaned in listening.

"Shit."

He jogged the few paces into the laundry room where the washing machine was just starting it's cycle. He threw open the top and grabbed his jeans. The majority of the material was already soaked through. Reaching into the pockets he retrieved his wallet and his cell phone plus a couple $20's he'd forgotten he'd pulled from the ATM earlier when he'd decided to take the girls out to dinner. Sighing, he tossed the pants back into the washer, closing the lid.

He looked over his phone, dry as a bone. Sighing out loud, he turned it over and pulled up his call log. Braylie. His older sister. He rubbed his left eyebrow as he walked out of the small back room into the bathroom. He knew why she was calling him and after a moment's hesitation, decided to walk out to the backyard before calling her back.

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Leelee aged Mila up for me! Look how beautiful my girls are <3 *weeps* @simmingeternal Thank you so much! Mila is absolutely breathtaking! I adore her and you! I can’t wait to get the girls and Max in game and take more pics of our little family <3333

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Braylie and her niece, Mila

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