You spent these past 3 hours in your room studying for finals. Yes, Finals, the boring, annoying atrociously atrocious tests that we take JUST to leave College with a decorative piece of paper.
Anyway.. your attention was turned away from your books by the loud exciting barking of your German Shepherd, Lacey. You take your headphones out and arise from your chair, beginning your journey to the front door. "What is it Lace?" You as her as you approach the door, finally getting it as you hear soft knocks on the door.
Your heart skips a beat as you realize who's at the door. It's your boyfriend, Pete! And his daughter Emmi....and sometimes Tyler and Trent, who you liked to call the two monkey butts. A big smile cracks on your face as you open the door to reveal him holding Emmi, who has her toy which is being bashed on Tyler's head.
"Emmi!!" you exclaim, snatching her from Pete's arms, hearing the little giggles as you kiss her face over and over. "Hey!! where's my love?" He jokingly exclaimed. You momentarily stopped cuddling his daughter, looking at him like he was crazy. "This isn't about you, daddy!!" Emmi exclaims, sending the 4 of you in awe, cooing at her cuteness. Lacey jumps up on Trent as Tyler Pete, and yourself put away the food they brought over, while Emmi picks herself a cartoon on the TV.
"So why did you guys bring all of this stuff anyway?" You question him.
"Well," He grunts as he tries to pick up a big pot from under the cabinet. "We wanted to bother you and cook dinner and you just so happened to have the biggest and cleanest kitchen." He explains, holding the pot up in victory. "The guys won't pay attention so it can just be us for now." He explains once again.
"What?? Cook?? Peter I can't coo-"
"You think you can't but you can!" Pete interrupts you, wiggling his eyebrows as he hands you a few carrots. "Come on, it'll be fun!!" He again attempts to persuade you to cook with him. You give in at the sight of his crystal blue eyes peering into your soul. "Fine!!" He laughs in victory once again.
-After Dinner-
You and Pete sat on the couch on the outside patio listening to a random Arctic Monkeys mix as you both watched Emmi play with Lacey. It always amazes you how gentle the German Shepherd was with her from the very beginning. She always knew what to do and what not to do. "You know," Pete begins, "We could go further." You look up at him from in the crook of his neck in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, We could have a kid of our own one day" He says, finally looking you in the eye.
"yeah..One day." You say back to him.
"Let's name Her ARABELLLAAAAAAA!!" He jokes, sending you into a fit of giggles as you watch him in awe.
