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I think she might be right.
Matt looks down at my phone and I turn it off in a discreet manner.
Matt Skiba POV: Many minutes go by and my question is still unanswered. I think I'll be respectful and wait for her response. I think she might be desperate, so I don't want to force anything. I glance at Marie noticing her feces colored eyes follow the cars driving by. I can't read her poker face. It's so quiet. I just want to make some love with her. I want this baby, the product of our intimacy, to have the both of us as parents. Did I do something wrong? I want her so badly.
Marie POV:
The silence is unbearable, I should speak up. Yet I lack any knowledge of how to handle this. This man randomly asked me to be his girlfriend. In the car too? What did he expect? I'm not that easy. I'm getting car sick as I'm beginning to suspect Matt's drunk. I'm a better driver than him.
"Can we stop at a gas station I need to go to the pott- wait restroom"
I almost say potty as I have spent too much time with Gig but I refuse to sound like a dumbass.
Matt responds, "Yeah hun" .
That was odd.
Matt Skiba POV: We pull into the nearest gas station and Marie quickly runs inside. I'm contemplating following her but I think I'll just get some gas.
DING DING
It's Marie's phone. She left it in the car? Gosh she must of really had to go potty. Without thinking I pick it up. I have her passcode memorized. There's messages from Gianna. I look down...
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Oh no. That bitch. Maybe Gianna's right. Maybe I should do something special for a special girl. I'm giving bastard daughter right now. I'm going to make a plan. I need to make this better before the gender reveal tomorrow.
