Epilogue

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Kirsty's POV

"UGGHHH!!!!!" I threw the bananas at Ethan who was trying to get away from it.

"I DON'T WANT GREEN BANANAS. I WANT YELLOW!!" I yelled at him, throwing him everything I could grab. I was so frustrated! He's just so dumb!!!

"Baby but I asked you which bananas you want and you said any!" He said, trying to walk up to me but I threw him couch pillows.

"YOU SHOULD'VE KNOWN I WANT YELLOW BANANAS. WHAT KIND OF PREGNANT WOMAN EATS GREEN BANANAS? ETHAN GET ME BANANAS!!" I yelled through the top of mg lungs. I was so annoyed at him but I knew he'll be one of my cravings later. This is our second baby in 5 years since we got married.

"Mom stop yelling!" Grant said, our 4 year old son. He makes me feel so calm every time I have a argument with his dad. I sighed and sat on the couch next to him as I glared at Ethan who was scratching the back of his head. He knelt down in front of me and put his ear against my belly. Ugh, he knows how much I love it when he does this.

"Kirsten, please don't make things hard for daddy anymore. In 2 months you'll have all the banana you want!" I couldn't help but smile as he was rubbing my belly. I rolled my eyes and chuckled at how cute Ethan was. He's such a good father and I never doubted his capabilities of being one. The moment we knew I was pregnant, he quitted the business. He left all of it just for us, his family. Now Nate and the rest were running it because even Grayson didn't want harm to Chelle and Shelley, their 3 year old daughter.

"Dad, she can't hear you." Grant said while playing games in Ethan's phone.

"Of course she can. I used to talk to you too when you were in there." Ethan smirked, carrying Grant to his lap and sitting next to me. They started playing as I watched them both, my happiness, my life and one more on the way. I could sit here all day and watch both of them, they were just so soothing to see. I stood up and walked to the kitchen to get some milk. I passed by the hall of where all our pictures were hanged and I couldn't help but smile every time I look at them.

That was Grant when he was still 2 years old.

And this one's Shelley playing with uncle Ethan

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And this one's Shelley playing with uncle Ethan.

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