My Daughters Father

Chapter 36

Ariana's pov
I wake up to Ricky tapping my shoulder. Opening my eyes I look at my whereabouts and see that I'm still in his car but we've stopped.

"Hey Ari, we're here at the house. Do you want me to take Wilder right now or do you want me to wait until he wakes up." Ricky asks me helping me with my bags as I take the baby out of his car seat slowly making sure not to wake him up.

"Ummmmmm let's wait until he's up because I don't think you want to deal with a cranky baby in the car for 2 hours." I say entering the house with Ricky in front of me.

Ricky nods his head grabbing Wilder from my arms and going up the stairs to put the baby in his crib.

"Can you bring me my pump, and the baby monitor" I whisper after him sitting down on the couch.

"Yah. Are they in the Wilder's nursery?" He stops going up the stairs and looks at me.

"Yes?" I reply.

I need to finish getting all the alcohol out of my system in order to feed my little one tomorrow, so I need to pump all the access milk out.

About 2 minutes later I hear Ricky coming back downstairs and into the living room.

"Here you go" he says giving me my pump and setting down the baby monitor on the counter in front of me so I can see Wilder.

I smile taking the annoying contraption that I hate so much.

"Thank you." I say prepping myself for pumping.

It becomes awkward when no ones talking and all anyone can hear is the pumping machine making these vibrating noises.

"You know you're very beautiful?" Ricky breaks the silence.

I start blushing at his comment.

"You do know that we're in a middle of a divorce right?" I tell him giggling a bit.

He rolls his eyes and chuckles.

"Why do you do that Ariana? Every time I compliment you on something or try to win you back you automatically turn me down." Ricky says frustratingly.

I sigh. He's trying to win me back? But why? He's the one who wanted full custody of the kids, he's the one who called me a slut! Why the fuck does he want me back now? Is it because I might be carrying his baby again?

"Why don't we set this whole divorce thing aside for now? I mean we can't just get divorced because of one big fight and argument we had it's stupidity". He states lifting my chin up and looking me in my eyes.

I shake my head.

"I don't know Ricky" i tell him tears threatening my eyes.

He groans and drops my chin.

"Ariana, do you remember the day of our wedding"? He asks softly.

I bite my lip, nodding my head.

"Yes of course, it was one of the best days of my life." I reply truthfully looking into his light brown eyes.

"Remember what you told me that night when we left for Bali?" He asks again referring to our trip to our honeymoon.

I think back to everything we did and I know what he's talking about.

"I told you a lot of things. How am I supposed to remember one specific thing I told you?" I state bluntly.

Ricky chuckles and holds my hands into his.

"Well I remember exactly what you told me." He says making my heart flutter at the thought that he remembers that day.

I kink my eyebrow up.