Counting Stars (Book Two in the Peterick Mpreg Series)

Deja Vu, Little Stump (Patrick's POV)

"I really love you a lot," I said as I hugged Pete tighter, just as he had to me.

"I know you do," he said. "But I think I love you more."

"Oh, we're playing that game, are we?" I asked.

"Maybe," he said as he let go of me and smirked.

"Smartass," I said as I leaned back in and kissed him.

As Pete and I were kissing, we heard the door open, but didn't really care, so we didn't stop.

"And if you look over there, Little Stump, you'll see your daddies making another baby," Joe said.

"Joe!" I said as I stopped kissing Pete and stood straight up.

"I didn't know sucking face could make a baby," Pete said.

"Pete!" I said as I laughed.

"What?" he asked as he smiled. "I didn't!"

"Alright, alright," Andy said as he smiled. "Stop your bickering. You've got another Little Stump to meet, Pete."

"Haha, that rhymed," Joe stated.

"And that," I said as I walked over to the little cart with a little baby in it. "That is your uncle who's completely insane."

"Hey!" Joe said.

"It's true!" I said as I wheeled the cart over by Pete.

"Ok, we'll leave you two alone again," Andy said as he chuckled and practically dragged Joe out of the room and closed the door.

I rolled my eyes as I laughed and then carefully picked the little baby up. I smiled at her and then walked over to Pete. He had a huge smile on his face, just like I did. I carefully handed him the little girl and I swear he almost exploded from excitement.

"She's perfect," Pete said.

"Just like her daddy," I said.

"Patrick," Pete said as he smiled. "Yeah, like you. That daddy. Not this one."

"Shut up," I said. "You're perfect to me."

"Don't make me cry again!" he said. "And in front of our daughter!"

"I won't," I said as I laughed. "I'll try not to anyway."

"Dick," Pete mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing," he said.

"Sure," I said as I laughed. "What do you think we should name her?"

"What do you think?" he asked as he looked up at me and smiled.

"I don't know what you think, but I really like the name Jaimee," I said.

"Oh my god," Pete said. "That's freaking perfect."

"Really?" I asked as I smiled.

"Yeah, I love it," he said as his smile grew bigger.

"I'm glad," I said.

"What do you think? Do you like that?" Pete asked little baby Jaimee.

I smiled at the both of them and Jaimee looked right into Pete's eyes and smiled at him, just as Emily had done to me.