First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby carriage.
That's how it's supposed to go. Here's my version.
First comes the blind date with an incredibly sexy football coach. Then comes the friends with benefits that you know is so wrong but you don’t care because it feels so right. Then comes the unexpected baby carriage.
At least we got one in order.
Except Davis doesn’t want the same things I do.
I want to fall in love. He says love isn’t for him. I want a family. He has made it clear that a family is not on his agenda.
But babies don’t care about your plans. They come when they are ready. Even if you aren’t.
The same can be said about falling in love.