Nefretiri
"I don't like this…" Vince complained from the driver's seat. "I don't like leaving you alone here."
"We'll be okay," I assured, trying to act more confident than I felt. "Bryson will be around, and I'll call the second I find it. Come on. We talked about this."
"I know, I know… That doesn't mean I like it," he sighs, stopping the car in front of the fast food place and getting out. Then he comes around and helps me out of the vehicle. "Just… don't go into labor."
"I make no promises," I teased, waiting as he pulled out the stroller and car seat.
"I still don't know why you're bringing the pup," He set everything up for me, staring at Penelope, who was happily sucking on a pacifier. "She would've been fine with Aunt Sierra."
"If I could've gotten away with it, I would've brought Eli too," I admitted, setting my bag on the top of the stroller. "It's a miracle I'm getting Willow… Where is Brandon anyway?"
