Me and You Against the World (Book Five in the Peterick Mpreg Series)

What Happened? (Pete's POV)

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I needed that," Patrick laughed as he grabbed a towel from the laundry room.

"I did too," I laughed, grabbing a towel as well, then wrapping my arms around him as much as I could, which honestly, because of the baby bump, wasn't much.

"So, what do you think those scratches on Nick's back were from?" Patrick asked.

"I don't know," I said. "but I intend to find out."

"As do I," Patrick chuckled. "but, we should wait for the right time to being it up. I was thinking we should bring it up to Jaimee, not Nick and Jaimee."

"Same here. Maybe we can have a movie night or something and we can have Jaim help us get the popcorn and everything," I suggested.

"Good idea," Patrick smiled. "but as of right now, I just want to shower and get all this chlorine off of me."

"Me too," I laughed. "Kids! Patrick and I are going to take a shower, you guys should too - separately - then we're going to have a movie night, ok?"

"Ok!" Jaimee and Nick both shouted.

I smiled at Patrick, then took his hand in mine and dragged him up the stairs. We walked into our room and I closed the door behind us. We both walked into our closet and grabbed some comfortable clothes, which jut consisted of plaid pajama pants and an old t-shirt. We got into the bathroom, and as I rid myself of my swim trunks - that I'm surprised still fit me - Patrick got the water ready. I hopped into the shower as he got undressed, then I felt his body against mine, his arms wrapped around my stomach, and his hands creating a heart.

"We haven't done this in a while," he chuckled.

"No, we haven't," I smiled against his cheek. "I miss it."

"I do too," Patrick said. "I miss you."

"Whatcha mean?" I asked.

"I miss you, Petey. I miss you when I go out and get groceries during the day, I miss you when you're in the shower and I'm sitting in the living room, I miss you when I'm making lunch and you're just in the next room, and Pete, I even freaking miss you when you just get up to go to the bathroom," Patrick said. "You're my everything and I don't want to ever let you go."

"Aww," I said, literally crying - thanks pregnancy hormones - as I turned around and wrapped my arms around Patrick. "Patty, I love you so much. You mean everything to me."

Patrick smiled and pulled me off of him, kissing me gently. I had to laugh a little bit because of our little baby in between us, and it even made Patrick laugh, but we soon relaxed and continued kissing one another. Patrick knows I'm not really in the mood for anything more than what we're doing when I'm as big as I am, so we just kept kissing for a little while, then actually took our shower.

"Ok, I'll move and you slide over there," Patrick chuckled.

"What do you think I'm trying to do?" I laughed. "You know, I used to think we had a big shower, but it's obviously not meant for three."

"Pete!" Patrick laughed. "Ok, lets try this again."

Patrick was almost pinned against the door of the shower while I tried to get by the water to rinse the shampoo out of my hair. This was totally not working, but we apparently didn't think of stepping out of the shower and stepping back in to where we needed to be. Let's face it: it was more fun this way. By the time I finally managed to get by the water, Patrick and I were dying I laughter, sure to get questioned by Jaim and Nick if they could hear us.

After ten more minutes, and after lots of laughter, Patrick and I had finally finished our shower and hopped out, wrapped towels around ourselves and walked into our room. We had our clothes sitting on our bed, so we quickly stripped ourselves of our towels, then slipped our pajamas on. I was glad that my shirt was a longer one, because I could only get my pants up to the bottom of my stomach. It was a little too low for my liking, but at least the shirt helped.