#para | devon

[cartiabianchi]

after getting ronnie into bed and letting him fall asleep with the tv on, she walked in to see olive giving devon kisses on their bed and flailing her arms with happiness each time she did it right. moochie was getting so big and there was no doubt that it meant so much to have her parents together all the time. ronnie loved devon, he liked being active, one of the guys - running around with him, playing catch with any ball and being able to provide that at her home for her son was something she never thought she was capable of doing. slipping into her closet, she got undressed and slipped on just one of d’s old shirts she had for 2 years now and walked out with it falling down to practically to her knees. “this was one of my favorites when i was pregnant with this one. it always felt like you were hugging me in it and smells like you.” cartia said, eyes fully showing she was ready for another pregnancy in this shirt as she slipped into the bed next to devon and peppered his neck and face with kisses before doing the same to her daughter to achieve her cutest giggles. “ronnie fell asleep talking about how he can’t wait to show you a new touchdown dance tomorrow that he just came up with.” scratching the back of devon’s neck with her manicured nails, her head moved to press against his, cheek to cheek, as their daughter was easily taking cartia’s phone as if it was her own and yelling in baby gibberish for her jam, cocomelon. after getting it started for their little girl, she licked over her lips before using her finger tip to tilt up devon’s head to bring his eyes into hers. “how does it feel, being a bonus dad or whatever you feel comfortable calling it. i mean. cause i’ve been thinking and clearly wanting another. a mini you to be exact if i didn’t say that like 100 times as it is in vegas along with other drunken pleas to put another baby in me.” dark brows rose up and down with her smirk as her plumped lips hovered over his shoulder. “i never saw myself wanting too many kids til i found you, and i know most people say it’s the woman’s choice since it’s my body but honestly, i think in our case, it should be both of us deciding how we want to go about having babies, our future and what you’re comfortable with. because i want to make sure we live a life you never regret chosing and im someone you look at and like, feel and see love always.” 

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[cartiabianchi]

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clapping at herself after kissing herself in the mirror, cartia couldn’t help but laugh at olive’s actions. she was becoming more mobile, her personality was the best to watch flourish and shine through every day. she was at that stage where if cartia, devon or ronnie left the room, she got upset and tried to follow them. blowing kisses, waving bye and even patty cake were some of olive’s favorite things to do along with still drink directly from the boob and stick her hands down her mom and dad’s shirts to feel their skin. but nothing, nothing at all, topped the excitement on their baby girl’s face when she saw devon’s car pull up outside the window or heard the garage open depending where they were in the house. the way she went crazy and was full out dancing in place with happiness always made cartia smile. the little girl would get on her hands and knees and rock back and forth and find weird ways to get to the door she thought he’d come in through. she was sporting the cutest head wrap today that matched her romper,  as cartia swooped her up to protect her from slipping and sliding in the kitchen, she assured her moochie olive that dada was indeed home and was in complete shock as she said the word fully back. ‘da-da’ olive let out with a giggle as devon was in sight. cartia didn’t know what to do at first, her long lashes blinked over and her jaw dropped as she heard olive repeat it again to devon saying ‘da-da’ with emphasis on the second half, grabby hands in full effect as she was kicking her little legs and squealing. looking at devon, she was making sure he heard it, like in full force his daughter calling out for him and both of his girls waiting eagerly to see him post practice. he looked so damn fine and cartia’s entire body was on cloud nine. olive saying her first word had her in complete and utter awe. moments like this is something she missed with ronnie at times, so to have this with both devon and olive was so sweet.

[cartiabianchi]

cartia was pulling a classic move and using olive to get to devon, but could you blame her? she thought that if she came just right out and said she wanted him, that he would shoot her down without even a second thought. she had fucked up so many times in her lives, but thinking about father’s day and being with devon for it literally had her heart exploding. he was such a good dad and so good to cartia, she didn’t think she was worth it. she didn’t think she was deserving as someone as understanding as he was and god the bitch had been hella emotional for days since and here she was pulling up at his place with a sleeping baby in the back and a case of housewine for them to split. liquid courage was much needed for what she wanted to do to him, for the present she personally had in mind when she slipped on a new lingerie set from fenty that she had been chosen to model for. the lavender lace against her tan skin looked amazing if she did say so herself, but to save it as a surprise and not look dumb, she threw on biker shorts and a graphic white t as her hair was perfectly straight. carrying her baby girl in one hand and the case in another, she let herself in since he had said to and kissed olive’s cheeks before getting her comfortable on the couch. she wanted devon to at least get to see his little girl before tucking her away for the night, so they both waited for him to finish showering and cartia decided to help herself to a can of the alcohol, one equaling half a bottle of wine so yeah, this should be super interesting.

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