Tatum/Michi
"I'm not a bad toast maker I guess," Tatum grinned back, taking another bite of her toast. She let Michi pull her closer by her jeans, looking up at her seriously for a second. "I hope so too," she agreed. "If you wanna back out, now is probably the time," the redhead half-joked, though she couldn't deny the little bit of worry that gripped her as she said that.
It would make sense, really. When she had found out she was pregnant, she hadn't been expecting Michi to stick around. But even though it hadn't been easy, she had. Tatum found herself second guessing why the other girl would even bother. "I can't really offer you much, except a promise to drive you crazy and rub your shoulders real good?"
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