You were married to your mafia husband who was currently in jail.

You weren't really worried since he'd always find a way out every time.

As you were picking out what lipstick to wear you felt two arms wrap around your waist.

You instantly knew who it was and continued to apply your lipstick to your lips.

Suddenly he flipped you around so now you were facing him.

"Quinn, I have to finish getting ready," you said as he snuggled his head in your neck.

"You're not going anywhere sweetheart," he said showing no signs of leaving.

"Quimm, let me go," you sighed.

"I'm not leave until you tell me where you're taking yourself and my child," he whispered in your ear.

But how did he know? you hadn't told him yet