Ethan's POV
"What if I..."she sighed and I could since a little fear in her voice.
"Get arrested. Don't worry there are some strings I could pull to get you out of the mess.I mean sure you will end up working for police for a short term but you won't enter jail."I replied with as much confidence I could pull off.
"Ok I will do it."She replied back and her tone had more fear then before.I felt a sense of relief wash over my shoulders as I closed the phone and handed it to Fatima.
Thirty Minutes later Diana came back with dozens of bags filled with clothing and a smile from ear to ear.
"Ethan come see your clothes."She commanded with her hand and I couldn't help but feel disgusted of everything but disgusted with of her mostly.I quickly walked up to her to find and she handed me a pink top.
I threw it back at her,"You know I don't wear pink."I snapped and her smile became even bigger as she handed me a purple shirt and I threw it back,"I don't wear purple."Actually I did for River and thinking about it brought a stupid smile on my lips.
Flashback
"Ethan try this."River said, with a smile that could make any guy wrapped around her finger but I frowned when I saw the pink clothing in her hand.
I scrunched my nose while picking up the piece of clothing as if it were contaminated,"You know I don't like to wear pink."I whined and she stood there looking at me with her hands on her hips.
She clasped her hands together making her classic puppy dog eyes,"Come on Ethan try something new for once.The world isn't going to end."She begged and I turned around to observe her,"All you wear is mostly black rarely any blue. People are going to think your either from the mafia or a child kidnapper."Was she serious?Was she going to stoop that low so I could wear a damn pink shirt.
"River I'm going to look like a baboon's ass."I replied in a stern manner and she smacked me over the head.
This time the stern look was literally copied from me and pasted on her, "Are you indicating I look like a baboon's ass?"She said, pointing to her top.
My eyes widened,"No no of course not."I replied and she sat back on her desk with a frown on her face.
Great just great.
This was the last thing I needed.
"Fine give me the damn shirt."Her head cocked in my direction as the frown turned into a smile."You did this on purpose." I pointed an accusing finger at her and she just cackled grabbing the pickles, ranch and lays to munch on.
Her craving's are a lot weirder now then when she was pregnant with Nate.
Even weirder she has only been craving foods that are either salty or sour.
I quickly buttoned up the shirt and turned to look at her with a frown.
She shook her head,"Is it that bad. I mean I say it brings out your eyes but-"I quickly interrupted her.
"No the shirt is lovely its just have you been craving any sweet foods lately?"I asked and she gave me a perplexed look.
"No not that I know of. Why?"She gasped and I nodded my head."What's wrong Ethan?"
"River your craving salty and sour foods. I pray one of those twins is a girl because three little me's is not my idea of fun. I mean I was so mischievous that my dad's dream on having a big family became demolished. I mean yeah it would be a reason to get pregnant a third time but-"
"Ethan breathe imagine having three little Ethan's running around it wouldn't be so bad and plus if they had a sister they would cherish her and protect her from all the guys-"
I closed my ears," Ahhhh I don't want to hear! There is no boy who's getting near my daughter until she is at least thirty years old."She chuckled and I gave her a stern look."Nothing is funny River. Its not a joke."
She rolled her eyes,"Your being ridiculous."
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