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T I M E S K I P: five months into pregnancy (may)

"Pete!! Can you get the chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream?" I called out to my wonderful boyfriend.

"Yeah babe." He shouted back to me from his music room.

I looked down at my stomach. It was getting bigger and doing activities was getting harder to do. I sighed and sat up the best I could.

Pete walked into our room and set down the ice cream.

"Thank you babe." I said while moving toward him and kissing him.

I tried to release myself off of his lips, but he put his hands behind my head. He was not letting go just yet. He was hungry for sex, I knew he was.

"What was that Peter?" I asked, laughing a little, after he stopped.

"I guess I just miss having sex." He started laughing but then stopped to look at me seriously.

"P, I'm getting bigger. I'm not as hot as I use to be. I'm a mother now." I sighed. I really just killed the mood.

He laid down on the bed. "Ashlyn, you're hot and always will be. You'll still be kinky as fuck." He said with a sarcastic lip bite.

I crawled on top of him and straddled him. "I'm going to crush you." I said while giggling. I leaned down to kiss Pete on the lips and along his jaw and neck. He let out just above audible moans.

"You like that, huh?" I mumbled against his chest. I started to pull down the zipper on his hoodie, revealing just his chest.

I sucked and kissed his pecks, earning pleasured sounds. I felt his erection grow through his jeans. I smirked, then fumbled with his belt.

"Please, Ashlyn." Pete whimpered. Smirk on my face, I grabbed the band of his boxers...

Not long after, we had very passionate and hot sex. I'm saying HOT, as in I had Pete carry me to the shower after to cool myself off. Definitely a con of being pregnant. I'm happy to be a mother, though. It's something beautiful, yet it has a lot of downsides. Today proving one of them.

Tomorrow, I had an appointment at the doctors to FINALLY find out the gender of Junior. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. I couldn't contain my excitement. Pete had already been through this twice. I felt like he didn't care, but he was freaking out like me. We both hoped for a little girl.

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"So, have you thought of baby names yet?" Pete asked me while rubbing my belly with one hand. The other on the steering wheel.

"Yeah. I haven't really found the one yet. I want to make their name unique, like Saint's and Bronx'." I said.

"I like Greer. It's unisex. But the name is up to you, babe." He smiled at me. I smiled back.

"You always seem to know what I want to hear, P." I said and laughed.

"I know." He smirked and pulled me in for a kiss.

I rested my head on his shoulder. I began to felt baby kick. I grabbed his free hand and set it on my stomach again.

"Oh my god," He mumbled out, a smile plastered on his face, "that's a baby."

I laughed and nodded my head. "That's a baby!"

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The cold jelly gave my skin goosebumps. Pete felt that I had tensed up and squeezed my hand. I took a deep breath. I couldn't wait any longer to find out the gender of my little bun in the oven.

"Okay. Here we go!" The doctor exclaimed before putting the device on my belly. It moved across my stomach, until the doctor smiled.

"Congratulations, it's a girl!"

I started laughing, but they soon turned into tears. Happy tears, of course. Pete seemed ecstatic. He was laughing and smiling like a a maniac.

"Greer is going to be a girl. I can't wait to meet our baby girl." Pete said before kissing me. He wiped my tears away with a nearby Kleenex.

"I'll finally be able have someone else to do crazy hair colours and makeup with." Pete chuckled.

I shook my head and asked the do it if we could go. She nodded her head and wiped off the excess gel. I pulled down my shirt and gathered my stuff. Hand in hand, Pete and I left the doctors office knowing that we could finally put together Greer's room.

A/N sorry for this being so short. I just wanted to update something for Tatelangdonnn okay happy now?