LOGINAnna POV That's a talent."Retail therapy?" I laughed."That's the only therapy I want," she laughs.I go and wake Phoebe up, who puts up a bit of a fight. I don't blame her, though. I have no idea what is even open at this hour. Probably nothing. We go into the kitchen and start making some breakfast. She helps me make breakfast the best she can in her sleepy state, so that's something. Megan comes into the room and gives Phoebe a big hug, kissing her cheek."Are we going home?" Phoebe asks sleepily. "Nope. We're going to go shopping with Meg. That will be fun, won't it?" I say, kissing the top of her head."I don't want to go home." She says, taking a bite of the pancakes I place in front of her. "I don't want to either," I mumble back, flipping a pancake over to discover I successfully burned it."Hey, you guys can just move in with me. I'll marry you instead of my husband." She smiles sadly."Thanks, but you'll have to take that one up with Etha," I laugh."He can just share. I
Anna POV I squint my eyes closed, trying to keep ahold of the little sleep that I have left."Anna, wake up," Megan whispers loudly, causing me to open one eye and look up at the girl standing over my spot on her couch."What are you doing up? God, what time is it?" I groan, rolling over on my back and opening my eyes to see that the sun is barely up. It's still pretty dark outside. "Is it even seven in the morning yet?" "Nope. It's 6 am. I'm going to cut my dreads off." She tells me. "You're what?" "I'm cutting my dreadlocks off, off, and I need your help." She says, pulling me up by my arm."Meg, I don't know the first thing about cutting hair. Plus, you're going to cut it off and instantly reit," it," I told her."No, I won't. I have had these dreadlocks for five years. It's heavy and kind of unprofessional. I just want a change.""Does this have anything to do with what happened last night?" I ask her quizzically."Nope. Not at all. Fuck Kyler. I don't need him. I only need my
Ethan's POVAbout Phoebe and Anna. I know you love them. I shouldn't have said anything. I'm just...fucking pissed off. I'm scared, and I don't know how to make it any better. " He sighed. I hear him sniffle and grant him the courtesy of looking at anything else but him. Frailey doesn't fucking cry. He never fucking cries."What are you scared of, Kyler? Kids aren't something you should be terrified about having with Megan. You should be...excited. You two would make great parents," I tell him honestly."I don't know. What if I end up like my dad? Or Dane? They were kind of...shit. You know, like,, I love my dad andall,l, but I just wish he put less pressure on me growing up. I don't want to put pressure on my kids to be perfe," hehe admits."Then don't," I say simply."But what if I do and I'm not even aware that I'm doing it? What if...I don't know. I don't know the first thing about kids. Fuck, I don't think I have ever held a baby in my entire life...and she expects me to learn ho
Ethan POV This time, if the look I am giving him could kill, he would be in fucking hell right now."Don't fucking bring Phoebe into this," I say slowly."Aw, why not? Daddy Ethan getting fucking pissed when someone wants to tell him about his fucking life? See how it fucking feels? Stay out of my shit if you don't want me in yours. Tell me about wanting fucking children we you are put in that situation." He spits. He is now standing in front of me. "I am in that situation, Frailey. So don't fucking tell me that what I have with Anna isn't real. More importantly, don't ever fucking tell me that the way I care about Phoebe isn't fucking real. You don't know what real love is if it hit you with a fucking bus.""It isn't fucking real, Ethan. You and her can play mom and dad all you want, but it will never be anything more than an act out of pity. Oh, and we all know how you just can't say fucking no to a girl in distress." He smirks at me, knowing that he hit me where it hurts.Before
Ethan's POV"Frailey," I say, throwing one of the couches at his face. He lets the pillow hit him and doesn't even flinch. "Frailey, dude. You have to get up.""No," he says, turning away from me on the couch. He has been sulking for the past ten minutes, and I am not about to let him continue."Okay, well, are you going to explain to me what the hell just happened?" I ask him."No." "Well, too bad. You need to stop moping and just tell me what happened. I can't help make things better if you don't talk about what the problem is." I tell him, slapping him on the back."How are you going to make things better, Ethan? Please, tell me. Because right now, Megan and I are broken up. No, actually, we aren't broken up. This isn't just some fucking girl that I can cry over for a few weeks until I decide to get my dick sucked by the next one like you do. This is my wife. My fucking wife. The girl that I agreed to love and cherish for the rest of my life. This isn't just some girlfriend. This
Anna POV "Hey, come here. "Sit down," I informed her, shifting aside so she could take a seat. "What happened?" "We just broke up." She cried."Wait, what? Did you just break up? What happened?" "So, I questioned him about the flat. He informed me that he signed a year-long lease and that he was planning to surprise me with it. Yeah, well, I'm very fucking astonished. So I informed him that I wanted something greater, and he just didn't understand why. He informed me that he'd been urging me to acquire a bigger house and that I always insisted we didn't need it. I only meant that we didn't need one that was any bigger than what we had! Not for him to go and acquire a one-bedroom studio apartment. He was just so fucking naive; that's why I was furious about it. So I eventually just told him that I wanted to like...have a baby. And he just freaked out and began flipping out on me and said that we weren't ready and that we were too young. We are almost twenty-five! We have been togeth
Ethan POV"You don't have to be. He's in a better place. I promise." "Eth?" "Hmm?""I'm sorry for everything. I mean it this time. I'm so sorry." She cried. "It's okay, Hal," I assured her. I think I've said this fifty million times to her. But this time, I mean it. "Do you think if you hadn't
Anna POVWhen we got home, Ethan made the two of us some hot chocolate and we all watched some Christmas movies. It was only the beginning of November, but all of the Holiday movies were already starting to play. They seem to be starting earlier and earlier each year. I remember when my Mom was ali
Ethan POV My Dad could be rude and yell, but he never actually laid a hand on me. It got worse as I got older. We would fight over grades or housework, and he would punch me when I got into my teens. I remember he made me go to some stupid private school when I was thirteen or something. He got pi
Ethan POV"Hell no. There is no way in hell I'm going to bring Anna around you. Not more than she already has to be." I snapped. "I want this trip to be special for your Mother. She-" "I'm sorry, when the fuck did you decide that you wanted to be Husband Of The Year? You cheated on her. She deser







