My Teddy

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Jordan

I shake my head amusedly as I watch my baby girl.

She's a great actress.

I can't tell if she's really asleep or if she's faking.

Always been that way, even back in the day.

Anyway.

I just couldn't stay mad. I really wanted to, but the words I love you mean so much to me.

Especially from her.

They mean so much that I was willing to give up my anger just to show her how much that affected me.

I will admit, I am still a little pissed off.

She can't go doing shit like that to me.

I need to put my foot down and be a real man and demand for her to stop.

I have feelings too, she can't go messing them up.

I didn't do that to her.

What I did was worse, but still.

That is something my angel never used to do to me.

I crawl into the bed slowly, just in case she really is sleep, spreading her legs a little so that I can get between them.

It's really weird, but I loved how comfortable I was on the beach.

I lay my head on her flat stomach, gently grabbing one of her legs and throwing it around my stomach.

And this time, I'm not surprised to feel a wet spot.

She would have to be really in control of her body if she didn't get turned on by what happened no less than a hour ago.

I smile, rubbing my cheek fondly on her soft stomach.

Oh how much I wanted to just go all the way.

I saw how freaked out she was so I stopped.

But I plan on finishing.

I cant help but want to be that type of couple.

I want to make love to her.

I want to be her first, She waited for me.

She saved herself for me.

That has to mean something.

I want our first time to be perfect.

With lit candles and dimmed lights and shit, just like in the romance movies Liz forces me to watch with her sometimes.

I want it to be passionate and emotional.

Because that's what she deserves.

My baby girl deserves the whole world.

And I know I can't give that to her but I plan on doing my best to make her feel as special as she is.

I have so much planned for us.

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Brooklyn

"Birth control? Since when did you do start that?"

I roll my eyes, ignoring Teddy's intense eyes as I swallow my pill.

"Eh. I got tired of my monthly pain. 'Bout a year ago. Yeah."
I yawn, rubbing my eyes.

He huffs.

"How are you planning on getting pregnant then? You're killing the baby before it's even born."
He complains, groaning dramatically as he belly flops on the bed.