Scarlett's pov
”Scarlett, hurry the hell up, or I’m leaving your ass!” I ran fast down the stairs, taking three steps at a time, cursing that I almost slipped on a toy and broke my neck before jumping the baby gate that I realized was going to be a permanent installation in this house since my adoptive parents n
Can’t seem to stop having pups. “Yeah, yeah, I’m coming!” my feet are in the hallway, and I grab the sandwich my very pregnant mom is holding out for me, and I just smile at her before taking off. I’m serious; they never stop going to have pups. I just know it.
I ran the long length down the driveway, sliding the door open and jumping in, already freaking exhausted. The ocean is crying, and I close my eyes before I give her the small lamb she cries for, strapped in her chair nex
