Patrick's Pov
I was swinging my legs back and fourth, while I was sitting on the kitchen island. The white apron on me made my stomach even more noticeable then before. Pete was all over the kitchen making a mess, but making the kitchen smell really good.
"Pete can I take off the apron?"
"Why Trick? If you look so cute!"
"Well your the one practically doing everything. I don't see why I have to have it on."
"Your helping me, your giving me good inspiration."
"Are you almost done then?"
"Yes, you could go sit down at the table now."
I sighed softly, Pete helped me down and I waited for my food. When Pete placed my food in front of me he stood beside me with a huge grin on his face, waiting for me to try it.
I just nodded and smiled at him taking another bite. He sat down beside me taking a drink from his coffee.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
He shook his head. "Nah, I'll eat later." I took one more bite before cutting a piece of my pancake and directing the fork to his mouth, he gladly ate it.
After breakfast I laid on the couch. Pete was lying between my feeling and kissing my bare stomach. I loved when Pete kissed my bump, I felt safe, secure, and very much loved.
"I can't really wait until you get much bigger" he says looking at me. I shook my head, not ready for that to happen.
"What gender do you want it to be?" he asked.
I thought about it for a second, "A girl... What about you?"
"I actually want a boy... So he can look exactly like you. An adorable baby Patrick."
I chuckled, "if it is a boy, it's not being named by me."
"Why not? Patrick is an amazing name."
"Why not another Peter?" I asked.
He shook his head, "too many Peter's already... Whatever gender you are little one, we both love you." Pete kissed my stomach one more time. Then he started to kiss up to my chest and slowly up to the side of my neck.
"Pete" I gasped. I felt his hot warm breath on my ear. "Patrick, let me kiss you? At least once let me feel your soft lips" he whispers.
Without thinking of anything but that moment I nodded and Pete's lips were on mine. His arms wrapped around the back of my neck. It was a rough and very desperate kiss, wanting the taste of each other in our mouths.
Things went a little more far then a little kiss I laid myself more comfortable on the couch. I half lifted Pete's shirt wanting him to take it off, he smirked and lifted up the rest taking it off.
I placed my hands on his hips before moving down to unbuckle his belt. Before his pants were off and before anything else happened there was a loud gasp coming from the front door.
"Patrick!"
