*Six months later*
Freya:
"He's so cute, Evelyn," I cooed, rocking her baby back and forth. She smiled tiredly at me, "He should be. He takes after his mama."
I raised an eyebrow and looked closely at the baby's face, "Oh, I don't know. He definitely has Issac's eyes and mouth. I mean your husband and not that i***t also called Issac."
She puffed and stuffed another handful of French fries in her mouth, "f**k off, I just want to get out of the hospital."
I shook my head in amusement and stared at the little one in my arms - I clearly had baby fever. Zack and I had agreed to wait a while longer for puppies, but I was beginning to think I was ready for one. After all, we'd made that decision a few months ago. Things were bound to change.
"When do you've to go back?" Evely
