It’s been two months since I thought I had gone into labor. Now I am Seven months pregnant. And for some reason I have this weird craving for crackers with barbecue and hot sauce. So that’s what I’ve been asking Dylan to get me for the past week and a half. Right now I’m in bed watching New girl on netflix while Dylan is showering. Soon I got bored and decided to go get something to drink from the kitchen. I grabbed a capri sun and went to the living room to watch some more t.v. Suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders, causing me to freak out. I turned around only to see Dylan.
“Dylan, what the hell you don’t just go up behind someone and touch their shoulders especially if they are pregnant or me.” I practically scream at him. He jumped over the couch and sat next to me wrapping his arm a
