Megan's Point Of View:
Hi I'm Megan Grier, yes I'm Nash Grier's wife, so back off, he's mine! I live in Ridgewood New Jersey with Nash and my best friends and their husbands. Well anyway I woke up in bed with Nash laying next to me asleep and I kissed his lips. "Good morning Nashy Pie!" I said messing up his hair.
"Good morning Sugar Angel" he responds with his million dollar smile. Just then Stevi, one of my three best friends, walked into our bedroom. "Good morning, guys." she said with a bright smile. Then I heard screaming. It was Justin, Stevi's husband. "What was that?" I asked. Nash put a comforting arm around my shoulders. "Don't worry, honey. I'm sure it was nothing," he reassured me. Then Justin walked in, his hair totally disheveled. "What happened to you?" Stevi asked rushing to his side. Actually, every time she walked it was more or less a waddle because she was pregnant with her second child. "I had... another fight... with Junior... about giving up his bottle... and binky," he panted. Junior was their first son, who was about three years old. Then Junior walked in, drinking from his bottle. Did I also mention that he refuses to be potty trained? He's scared of the toilet, just like his Uncle Taylor, my friend Ilianna's husband was at his age. "My bwottle and my bwinky!" he demanded before he attempted to leave the room. "Not so fast, young man," Justin said as he grabbed Junior by the shoulder of his footy pajamas. He also refuses to stop wearing his favorite pair of footy pajamas with Olaf from Frozen. He really didn't want to grow up, especially with his new sibling on the way. "You're going to have to grow up, Junior whether you like it or not!" "No, I mo wanna gwow up!" He yelled and darted out of my bedroom. "Young man, you get back here!" Justin yelled while running after him. "Um, honey," Stevi said waddling after him. "Austin sort of broke your guitar yesterday." Austin is Rachael's husband, Rachael is another one of my best friends. Justin stopped dead in his tracks. "Mahone!" he yelled.
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Nash's Angel- A Nash Grier Imagine For Magen
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