The last time I saw my baby daddy, we were in the backseat of a limo at his brother’s wedding. No judging. A lot of liquor was involved, and the man is a god. He passed out before I could tell him my name. So I stole his pants for good measure and never told him about the baby. A year later, he’s my new partner at work. Yep, that’s my story.
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