Chapter 23

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Rihanna's POV

Everybody knows I'm pregnant now, the media made sure the headline of my pregnancy was the most talked about thing for over a week. I didn't even know people knew I moved in with Marshall, like I thought for sure they would have been staking out my house back in California. I can't even describe the long and annoying conversation I had with my mother after I didn't tell her for the three months I have been pregnant and she had to learn the news from a magazine cover she saw at the store.

It is November now and surprisingly Thanksgiving was just around the corner, it seemed like these past months had just flew by. My family is coming up in a few days and it's going to be as hectic as hell in this house. Marshall's family and my family all together in one single building does not sound like the greatest thing in the world, but I love them regardless of their short tempers and loud personalities.

Marshall and I are at the store now looking for some food to cook on Thanksgiving day. We search the aisles one by one looking for something that's easy to make and tasty, my mom has already taken it upon herself to cook the turkey so we got that out of our hair.

"How 'bout pie?" Marshall said grabbing a box of pies out of one of the many freezers placed down the aisle.

"Sounds good, we should get a pumpkin and apple one." I said pushing the cart over to where he was standing.

"Gotcha." He said lifting the pies I requested out of the freezer. He placed them in the cart carful not to break the crust.

"Okay so what else do you think we should get?" I asked pushing the cart forward.

"I say we take a break from grocery shopping and, go to the baby section and look at all the stuff..." Marshall suggested with a smile.

"Let's do it." I answered agreeing, we hurried to the section filled with all sorts of baby necessities. Tiny little pairs of clothes hung from the shopping racks waiting to be sorted through. Strollers, cribs, and car seats sat on display across the shelves.

"Ri we're buying this, no objections." Marshall said throwing a baby bib into the shopping cart that said "Dad Is My Favorite" across the front.

"Wow what if I'm his favorite?" I said tossing a little shirt that said "I like Mommy Best." Into the cart as well.

"We should really start thinking of a name..." Marshall said looking through the baby clothes.

"Ugh I know I just don't know which one I like best, what about you? thought of any names yet?" I asked grabbing some baby bottles.

"I don't know, I like Eli..." He said scratching the back of his neck.

"Eli? As in the quarterback for the New York Giants?" I said laughing.

"Yeah, it's a great name Ri."

"I like it, it's different." I said smiling at him to show I really did like the name. In fact it was almost perfect. Eli.... it sounded good when I said it too.

"So you'll think about it?" Marshall asked sounding hopeful.

"Definitely, it's your kid too so you should help pick the name."

"Okay what about the baby shower?" Marshall asked pushing the shopping cart down the aisle to look at more baby products.

"I don't really want one." I said shrugging, Melissa asked the same thing on the phone a while ago. I'd like to have one I would just feel guilty if people showed up with gifts, because I have enough money to buy everything myself.

"Really? I mean I think it would be fun." Marshall said smiling the same smile he only ever let me see. For some reason he hates his front teeth, he thinks they look awkward so he chooses not to smile often, but I love his smile. It makes me happy knowing he's happy. On top of that it makes me feel special because I'm the only girl he will smile at, everybody else just gets the cold shoulder.

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