I know that I used that picture of the ring that'll be featured below in the chapter where he proposed but I'm using it again because I can and I want to.
Definitely failed a math test today️ *update* I got a 68% which is better than I thought
Condom commercials or like sex product commercials are my favorite thing ever, they're so funny
42. Rowan
"Austin put your ring on Instagram" Rosa tells me as she walks into my house, I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and she pulls out her phone, showing it to me.
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"How have you not seen this?" She asks.
"I only have Twitter and snapchat" I shrug, scrolling down to read the caption.
'Only the best for my Baby #10million'
"Was your ring really ten million dollars?" She asks, and I roll my eyes as I nod and her jaw drops "Jesus!"
"I know, I was so pissed off" I roll my eyes, walking to the kitchen, I grab a bottle of wine from the fridge and fill up two glasses handing one to Rosa and walking out to the balcony, sitting down. She sits down beside me, and takes a sip of her wine.
"So, what's got you all upset?" She asks.
"So, Austin wants another kid after we get married right?" I say and she nods, urging me to continue "So with him and his whole sterile, but only partially thing he wants to do it straight away the medical option but I said I didn't want to and I'd rather try and see how it works that way before we go all medical and he wasn't having that" I roll my eyes.
"I think you guys should do it naturally first, that way the baby is more special. I mean, look at Amelia, she's literally so special to you, wouldn't you want another baby that's special like that too?" She asks rhetorically.
"Exactly!" I snap my fingers "And I don't get why he doesn't understand that" I huff.
"I think he's just excited to have another baby. How long did you guys talk about it for?"
"We talked about it last night before dinner and I got pissed off and walked away and then after dinner we argued about it for at least two hours"
"How bad was the argument?" She asks "Was it enough to get you those 80 pairs of Louboutins?" She asks, and I roll my eyes.
"I feel like with the way we argued, 80 wouldn't be enough" I roll my eyes "But if he buys me shit I'm going to punch him so hard"
"Oh no you won't" She rolls her eyes.
"I so will, I don't want him to think he can fix everything by buying me stuff"
"But he can" She laughs, drinking more of her wine. I roll my eyes and shrug, laying back on the patio chair, closing my eyes "Speaking of him, where is he and the munchkin?" She asks.
