Her brown eyes do that thing I love so much, and they sparkle.
“Wrightsville Beach? Where Emilia got married?”
“Yes. Our babies can watch their parents say, ‘I Do.’ Our little man can be my best man alongside Rooker, and our little lady can be the ring bearer.”
“I would love that, Danny.” She smiles, holding her bump. Then her smile fades, and she’s lost in thought.
“What is it, angel?”
She shakes her head, and her eyes widen, but she’s not looking at me. It’s like she’s still entranced by something on the wall.
“I just realized I have to give birth. I’m 5’1,” She points to her chest, “you’re 6’6!” she points to me. “I’m carrying your babies.Twobabies.”
I laugh, looking at the floor.
“God have mercy on my vagina.”
Ari
It’s afternoon, and Danny wanted to say goodbye to my mother too before he left tonight. I’ve finished up dinner and he has to go in a few minutes.
"My love, just try it!" I beg him as I straddle his lap on the couch.
I dangle one of my favorite pieces of candy over his mouth, and he purses his lips, smirking handsomely. I arch my brows, opening my mouth so he can mimic my movements.
He shakes his head, gripping my waist tight, and I can feel his bulge harden as he forces me to rub more against him.
“Danny, my mother is outside. Behave.” I laugh.
“Fine!” He grabs the candy from my hand and eyes the purple striped candy suspiciously. “What is this?”
“Try it! You’ll love it. It’s a Mexican candy. It’s sweet and spicy.” I giggle over his skeptical expression.
“Oh, so like you?”
I roll my eyes.
“Just eat it already!”
He raises it to his mouth and just when I think he’s about to take a bite, he closes his mouth again. I let my hands fall to my side, frustrated.
“What’s this called again?”
I cross my arms.
“Pulparindo.”
“A what?”
“A Pulparindo!” I say, rolling theron my tongue.
“A vulva-rindo?”
I sigh, frustrated, pushing his shoulder, and he chuckles.
“No! Stop!”
“Sounds like vulva.” He studies the candy, flipping it.