I rolled my eyes and pointed at my stomach. "This thing won't let me" I stated.
Shawn narrowed his eyes at me. "That is my future niece or nephew, not some thing" he huffed.
I sighed and rubbed my belly. "Can Mommy eat something?" I questioned my baby. Shawn and Britney looked at me like I'm crazy. "What do you wanna eat?" I asked softly.
"You're stomach can't talk" Shawn pointed out.
I face-palmed. "I know that. But I can get cravings if the baby wants something, smart ass" I retorted. Shawn started mumbling about how I'm gonna be an 'aggressive pregnant woman.' Which is probably true. "Salami!" I exclaimed. Everyone looked at me in confusion. I guess my sudden outburst was kinda weird. "I want salami, please" I muttered.
Shawn laughed before leaving the room with Britney trailing be
