Page 37 of B.D.E: Falling Hard For A BBW

IVY

Four months old and already ruling my life like a tiny, spoiled dictator.

Roman Elijah Carter had my eyes, Ghost’s jawline, and a scowl that reminded me of both of us when we didn’t get our way.

The birthing experience tore my body apart, but it was all worth it once I saw his handsome face.

Ghost was a mad man, threatening the doctor and the nurses during my delivery but once he heard that first cry, his whole world stopped.

Baby Roman was asleep in the back office of the newest Carter she didn’t just give me shelter…

She cracked something open in me. That night should’ve been about survival, nothing more.

But instead, it flipped everything I thought I knew.

She let me into her world, into her peace, without even knowing who I was.

And somehow, that shit made me the luckiest nigga walking this earth.

And I knew now, without a doubt, nothing meant more than this.

Let That Sink In…