My Little Red (BOOK 1)

51-Dont Cry

Hey guys do you like the new cover of my book? I did it myself because there was a slight issue with the title. People were thinking that I meant Rogue, when I meant Rouge. Like the color red. So I just changed it all together to make it easier on me and everybody else. So now the book is titled "My Little Red." Also on a different note: 483K READS?!? Thats insane guys!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Also above is a picture of Landon. Played by Tyler Hoechlin. Also watch the video I added in media.

-Cara

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Olivia POV

I woke up to the soft sounds of music, and whatever I was on, was shaking slightly.

I yawn and open my eyes noticing I'm not in my comfy bed with Landon. I am the the Range Rover with Landon and River.

"Good morning guys." I say reaching across the seat to kiss Landon on the cheek.

"Olivia, do I get one too?" River asks, with a cheeky smile on his face. Landon growls and I laugh shaking my head at Rivers playfulness.

"Where are we going?" I ask. Landon's hand is across the counsel and has his hand resting on my baby bump. Wow! Yesterday the bump was small but kinda noticeable. Now it's noticeable.

"The base of the house is almost done, so Charles, the contractor, wants us to come down there to choose carpet and things like that." Landon say turning into a little office next to Charles' house.

As we get out of the car I turn towards Landon and ask, "So then why is River here? Doesn't he run the pack when we are gone?"

"I'm going to see how Dalton does." Landon explains holding my hands and walking into the office and we start our discussion.

No red carpet. Hardwood in the kitchen. No pink walls. Yes Some stone walls. Yes a Bit of brick. Yes Screening room. No white carpet. Yadada. Boring. Until we discussed how the nursery room with look.

"So color do you want on the walls?" Charles asks marking things off on his paper.

"White." I say.

"Babe, white is too harsh." Landon says. I don't know why but I got really upset.

"No Landon. White is fine." I narrow my eyes, growling.

"I know, Olivia. Something light like grey would look a bit better." Landon replied.

"Will you stop doing this?" I cry out feeling my eyes sting. The hell? Why the hell am I crying? For some reason I actually want to cry.

"No baby. Don't cry." He says trying to grab my hand. Charles quickly steps out to give us privacy.

"Don't tell me what to do! Leave me alone." I lash out, crying hot tears.

"Stay calm babe. It's not good for the baby or you." He says restraining me from lashing out. I calm down and sober up.

"I'm okay now. I still want white." I sniff.

"Okay we will get white, if it bugs you that much. I just want you to be happy." He says letting go and letting Charles back in the room.

"So have we decided?" He asks cautiously. He sits back in his chair and gets his pen up to start writing it down.

"Yes. We will use white." Landon says.