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Part Twenty-Seven
FAST FORWARD ALOT...
Patrick's POV
I had been sleeping in my bunk, Kel resting peacefully on my chest. I woke up in the middle of the night (it was probably around 2:00 am right now) but I didn't want to move so I didn't wake Kel. She was so exhausted from the past few months, she deserved some rest.
After two months worth of U.S. shows, and another two months of Europe, and everywhere else shows, I think we were all exhausted. Jet lag was a fickle bitch to deal with if you weren't used to the strange time zones. Needless to say, Farrah and Kel had been completely screwed up for these few months.
We had played shows all over, like, Paris, Berlin, Denmark, Tokyo...all sorts of really cool places. I knew Farrah had loved Tokyo. She bought all sorts of girly stuff from some of their toy shops. Pete actually bought her a huge pink Teddy bear which was now laying in the living room for lack of places to put it. The guys and her have had their differences but they seem back to normal. No more tension, or awkwardness, just...really good friends. Though I know she has been talking to Kel about Andy alot...
Keliah has been a real trooper actually. Being 4 months pregnant and being all over the world has to be exhausting. She is getting the weirdest cravings though. Tomatoes is one of them. God knows why, but she just likes tomatoes now for some reason. Peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwiches have been another one of her favorite things lately. Luckily, her passion for fruit smoothies and milkshakes hasn't gone away. Oh, and Jellybeans. Yep. That's right. Jellybeans. She bought a whole bunch of them when we were in Tokyo, and she's been eating them ever since. It's been rather humorous to be around her nowadays. Joe's teased her for the jellybeans, but we caught him stealing a few from the box so, in turn he got harassed for a week over it, which made Kel happy. She proceeded to throw a few of them at him when he mentioned them the other night to her, and we all burst out laughing.
Right now, it just feels good to be going back home to Chicago. Besides, Kel and I have an ultrasound appointment to go to in a couple of days, and I'm really excited to figure out what gender the baby will be. To be perfectly honest, I'm crossing my fingers for a boy, but...I can't really decide. I felt my eyes closing again, slowly falling back into a deep sleep.
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"WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UPPPPPP!"
Kel and I both jumped to attention and she spoke first. "Dude, what the hell..."
Pete was hanging over us in bed with a huge smile on his face.
"WE'RE HOME!!" he screamed again, running out of the bunk room.
I got up and put my hat and my glasses on, stumbling out of bed after Kel. She slowly got up, yawning, tossing on a shirt and skirt. I pulled on a pair of pants and a hoodie as we stepped off the bus onto the sidewalk. I rubbed my eyes and blinked a few times before what Pete had said had really clicked.
"Ohmygod, we're HOME!"
Kel smiled. "And that's our house! HOME! WHOOOO!" she yelled, running into my arms, wrapping her legs around me. She kissed me deeply, and then turned back to Pete. "Wait...where is everyone?"
"Inside your house. We figured we'd just chill here for awhile. We got some of the roadies to bring our cars here so we can just drive to our houses eventually."
I kissed Kel back really quick and said, "Here, I'll go grab our stuff off the bus, you go on inside and chill. I'll be back in a minute."
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Keliah's POV
Pete walked me up the steps to the house, and opened the door for me as we walked in, greeting everyone at the kitchen table. Everyone turned to look at us both as we walked in.
"Hey, look who's up and alive!"
Farrah handed me a glass of apple juice and pulled out a chair for me. I sat down around all of them as they joked around with each other. Andy turned to me.
"So, how's it going, being all...pregnant and stuff?"
Joe giggled. "Yeah, Patrick's child isn't kicking the hell out of you yet, right?"
"Nope. Not yet. And I guess the whole being pregnant thing is cool. It's still kinda weird to think that I have a living being inside me."
Joe leaned back in his chair. "Well, yeah, when you put it like that, it sounds weird. Makes it sound like you're in the movie Alien or something."
"Fine, it's weird to think that I have a tiny baby inside my stomach. Does that sound more human to you?"
"Yes. Much better." he smirked.
Pete shook his head. "Psh, forget you guys. I'm sure that's gotta be pretty cool. I almost wish I was a chick so I could experience how weird that is."
Andy rolled his eyes. "Pete, you're already a chick, you don't have to wish." Joe, Farrah and I burst out into a fit of giggles as Pete scowled. Patrick soon came through the door with two huge bags of our clothes and other stuff, and sat down at the table with us.
"So, what're we talking about?"
Farrah bit back her laughter as Joe replied. "About how much Pete wants to be a chick."
"He already is, what's the problem?" Patrick said calmly, shrugging.
We all burst into laughter again. Pete got a frustrated look on his face. "Fine, forget I even said it. I was trying to make it sound all good and stuff like, I wish I were a girl because they get to do cool stuff, but NOOOOOO, somebody had to make it all like, 'Pete's a girl'."
I put my hand on Pete's shoulder. "Don't worry, I get what you're saying. And yes. It is pretty cool."
"See? She gets it!"
We all cracked up at Pete's failed attempts to make his words sound better. The man was a genius with his lyrics, but when it came to actually speaking, he was fucked. We laughed for a little while longer until Joe and Andy's cars both pulled into the driveway. Joe and Andy both stood up and Joe said, "That's my ride." I got up and hugged both of them as they were headed towards the door. Patrick, Andy and Joe all hugged, saying goodbye and good job on the tour and all that.
"See you soon, man." Joe said, patting Patrick on the back.
"Call us when the baby comes." Andy joked.
"We'll probably call you sooner than that, I'm sure." he said, and with that, the two guys were out the door and driving away to their homes. Patrick came back to the table. Farrah sat at the table quietly. "I just remembered I need a place to stay. I haven't found a house around here yet."
I was about to offer a room here, but Pete piped up first. "You can stay with me if you want. I still live with my parents, but we've got extra rooms since my brother and sister moved out."
"Are you sure? I don't want to infringe on anythin-"
"Don't worry about it. My parents love everyone. Seriously."
Patrick nodded. "It's true. She likes just about everybody."
I still nudged Farrah and said, "And if Pete ever gets on your nerves, you're welcome to stay here until you get a house." Patrick silently nodded in agreement.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. Thank you so much, Pete. This is really nice of you."
"Don't mention it....seriously. It'll ruin my reputation of being a complete asshole." he joked. We all laughed at that, knowing that Pete wasn't as bad as some claimed him to be. Soon enough, Pete's car showed up in the driveway, and after a lot of hugging and goodbyes, we watched their car leave along with the tour bus as well.
Patrick gently came up behind me and kissed my neck.
"It is SO good to be home."
"Mmmm...it most definitely is." I said, tilting my head to the side as he kissed my neck again and again. His hands settled slowly onto my hips and my hands were placed atop of his. "And the best part about home is the privacy..." he continued.
"The privacy to do whatever we want to."
"With no one listening-"
"No one seeing-"
"And no one knowing."
He spun me around to face him, and kissed me passionately, his lips massaging mine with a strong sense of urgency. "We...still haven't....had our honeymoon....yet....have we?" he said in between kisses.
"No, we haven't...I think here is a perfect place for one, don't you think?" I said as his kisses moved downwards.
"Most definitely." He picked me up into his arms and walked to the bedroom. He set me down as we quickly undressed each other as we moved closer to the bed. First the hoodie, then our shirts, pants...everything. Clothes were being scattered all over the room as we kept kissing each other, leaning backwards onto the bed. His hands gently ran down my body causing chills up my spine. "You are so gorgeous..." he whispered in my ear, placing his lips on my collarbone. I felt his fingers slowly enter me, causing me to moan and bite my lip. He slowly moved his fingers back and forth, seeing if I was ready for him. His fingers left me and I opened my eyes to look at him as I felt his hands pull me up. I soon was sitting upright. I looked at him questioningly. "What're you doing?"
"Trying something."
"Trying what?"
"You'll find out."
He sat down across from me on the bed, his legs spread out wide. "Okay, come here."
I crawled towards him, sitting as close as I could. "Now, wrap your legs around me."
As I wrapped my legs around him, he firmly held onto my hips and lifted me over his hard member. He guided me slowly, watching my face as I lowered onto him. He was soon completely inside me, our bodies tightly pressed next to each other. I bit my lip tightly and he looked at me with worry.
"Are you ok? If it hurts we can-"
"No, no, no...this is...PERFECT..."
He smirked at me and kissed me, rocking his hips towards mine. We kissed deeply, our arms wrapped tightly around one another, my fingers clawing down his back. We eventually found a rhythm, and when we did, he hit my spot perfectly. I let out a loud moan, throwing my head back in pleasure as he continued. I moved my hands quickly to his shoulders, gripping them tightly. I felt one of his hands move from my lower back down to my clit, and he flicked his fingers over it, causing me to moan again. My hips moved forcefully to his and he groaned from the impact. His fingers were still rubbing my clit, sending me over the edge. "Oh..oh fuck, PATRICK..." I screamed, my body thrusting towards his. I laid my head on his shoulder as he moaned my name and came hard into me, releasing his fluids deep inside.
"Ohmygod, that is the best idea you've ever had."
"I'm glad you liked it..." he said breathlessly, his hands still firmly pressed on my hips. Sweat was dripping off his forehead. He sweats so easily, I thought. I didn't care; he looked so god damn hot when he did.
"I dunno how you thought of that, but that was AMAZING..."
"I...I, uh, did my research..."
I laughed at his nervousness. "And how did you do that?"
"I, um...looked it up..."
"You looked up sex positions on the Internet?"
"Sort of..."
"Well, you know what that means?"
He looked at me in silence, biting his lip. "That means, Patrick Stump, that I guess we're just going to have to...try every position you've found out."
His worry soon turned into a grin plastered on his face. "Gladly."
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Patrick's POV
THE NEXT DAY...
"Patrick...honey...wake up..."
Kel's soft voice was flowing through my ears and I opened my eyes slowly to see her face smiling down at me. She was sitting at the edge of the bed, her hand on my cheek.
"Good morning." I said with a yawn.
"Trick, you've gotta get up. We've got our appointment at the doctors in a few hours."
My eyes shot open and I started scrambling around the room to find clothes.
"TRICK, sweetie, you don't have to rush around that fast. It's still at least a couple hours away until we have to be there." she giggled.
"Oh." I said, slowing down a little. "Alright. I'll be ready in a little while then."
Kel stood up from the bed. She was already fully clothed, a green baby doll top on that slightly covered the baby bump and blue jeans. A grey jacket was over her shoulders, hanging loosely at the arms. She still looked as beautiful as ever, even more so than when we met. Her eyes still sparkled, those deep brown eyes, and her face glowed every day.
"Do you want anything for breakfast? Milkshake...or...pancakes, or something?"
"A milkshake sounds AWESOME right now."
"No problem." And with that, she smiled and walked out of the bedroom.
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I got clothes on, a white hat, black dress shirt, white tie, and a blue sweater over it, with black pants, and headed out to the kitchen where Kel was waiting for me.
"Good morning, gorgeous." I said to her as I walked in, now fully awake.
"Ah, now you're up and alive, I can tell." she laughed, and handed me a strawberry milkshake.
"What time is it, anyways?"
"About 10:00. Our appointment is at 11:30 or 12:00, so I knew we probably had to be there a little early. Just in case I was wrong about the time or something."
"It's fine. We'll be there on time, I promise."
"Yeah, I know." she took a deep breath and nodded.
I took a drink of my milkshake and set it down, looking at her face. "Is this whole parenting thing kinda freaking you out as much as me?"
"A little bit, I think. What if I'm not a good mother?"
"That is exactly what I've been saying for the past few days. I've been worried sick that I won't be a good father."
"At least we're in this together, right?"
I walked over to her and placed my hands on her stomach, staring deep into her eyes. "There is nothing in this world more important to me than having a family with you. So...if we're both having a bit of nervousness, that's a good thing right? I've always learned that if I'm nervous before a show or something, that that is when I'll perform the best. Maybe because we're nervous, we're gonna be amazing. Who knows?" She smiled at me, her eyes gleaming with positivity again.
"That's a good way of thinking of it, I suppose. It at least makes me feel better."
"Good. Then let's go figure out if our baby is going to be a boy or a girl!"
I grabbed my milkshake from the counter, drank the rest of it, grabbed the car keys, and we were out the door headed to the doctor's office within minutes.
FAST FORWARD ALOT...
Patrick's POV
I had been sleeping in my bunk, Kel resting peacefully on my chest. I woke up in the middle of the night (it was probably around 2:00 am right now) but I didn't want to move so I didn't wake Kel. She was so exhausted from the past few months, she deserved some rest.
After two months worth of U.S. shows, and another two months of Europe, and everywhere else shows, I think we were all exhausted. Jet lag was a fickle bitch to deal with if you weren't used to the strange time zones. Needless to say, Farrah and Kel had been completely screwed up for these few months.
We had played shows all over, like, Paris, Berlin, Denmark, Tokyo...all sorts of really cool places. I knew Farrah had loved Tokyo. She bought all sorts of girly stuff from some of their toy shops. Pete actually bought her a huge pink Teddy bear which was now laying in the living room for lack of places to put it. The guys and her have had their differences but they seem back to normal. No more tension, or awkwardness, just...really good friends. Though I know she has been talking to Kel about Andy alot...
Keliah has been a real trooper actually. Being 4 months pregnant and being all over the world has to be exhausting. She is getting the weirdest cravings though. Tomatoes is one of them. God knows why, but she just likes tomatoes now for some reason. Peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwiches have been another one of her favorite things lately. Luckily, her passion for fruit smoothies and milkshakes hasn't gone away. Oh, and Jellybeans. Yep. That's right. Jellybeans. She bought a whole bunch of them when we were in Tokyo, and she's been eating them ever since. It's been rather humorous to be around her nowadays. Joe's teased her for the jellybeans, but we caught him stealing a few from the box so, in turn he got harassed for a week over it, which made Kel happy. She proceeded to throw a few of them at him when he mentioned them the other night to her, and we all burst out laughing.
Right now, it just feels good to be going back home to Chicago. Besides, Kel and I have an ultrasound appointment to go to in a couple of days, and I'm really excited to figure out what gender the baby will be. To be perfectly honest, I'm crossing my fingers for a boy, but...I can't really decide. I felt my eyes closing again, slowly falling back into a deep sleep.
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"WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UPPPPPP!"
Kel and I both jumped to attention and she spoke first. "Dude, what the hell..."
Pete was hanging over us in bed with a huge smile on his face.
"WE'RE HOME!!" he screamed again, running out of the bunk room.
I got up and put my hat and my glasses on, stumbling out of bed after Kel. She slowly got up, yawning, tossing on a shirt and skirt. I pulled on a pair of pants and a hoodie as we stepped off the bus onto the sidewalk. I rubbed my eyes and blinked a few times before what Pete had said had really clicked.
"Ohmygod, we're HOME!"
Kel smiled. "And that's our house! HOME! WHOOOO!" she yelled, running into my arms, wrapping her legs around me. She kissed me deeply, and then turned back to Pete. "Wait...where is everyone?"
"Inside your house. We figured we'd just chill here for awhile. We got some of the roadies to bring our cars here so we can just drive to our houses eventually."
I kissed Kel back really quick and said, "Here, I'll go grab our stuff off the bus, you go on inside and chill. I'll be back in a minute."
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Keliah's POV
Pete walked me up the steps to the house, and opened the door for me as we walked in, greeting everyone at the kitchen table. Everyone turned to look at us both as we walked in.
"Hey, look who's up and alive!"
Farrah handed me a glass of apple juice and pulled out a chair for me. I sat down around all of them as they joked around with each other. Andy turned to me.
"So, how's it going, being all...pregnant and stuff?"
Joe giggled. "Yeah, Patrick's child isn't kicking the hell out of you yet, right?"
"Nope. Not yet. And I guess the whole being pregnant thing is cool. It's still kinda weird to think that I have a living being inside me."
Joe leaned back in his chair. "Well, yeah, when you put it like that, it sounds weird. Makes it sound like you're in the movie Alien or something."
"Fine, it's weird to think that I have a tiny baby inside my stomach. Does that sound more human to you?"
"Yes. Much better." he smirked.
Pete shook his head. "Psh, forget you guys. I'm sure that's gotta be pretty cool. I almost wish I was a chick so I could experience how weird that is."
Andy rolled his eyes. "Pete, you're already a chick, you don't have to wish." Joe, Farrah and I burst out into a fit of giggles as Pete scowled. Patrick soon came through the door with two huge bags of our clothes and other stuff, and sat down at the table with us.
"So, what're we talking about?"
Farrah bit back her laughter as Joe replied. "About how much Pete wants to be a chick."
"He already is, what's the problem?" Patrick said calmly, shrugging.
We all burst into laughter again. Pete got a frustrated look on his face. "Fine, forget I even said it. I was trying to make it sound all good and stuff like, I wish I were a girl because they get to do cool stuff, but NOOOOOO, somebody had to make it all like, 'Pete's a girl'."
I put my hand on Pete's shoulder. "Don't worry, I get what you're saying. And yes. It is pretty cool."
"See? She gets it!"
We all cracked up at Pete's failed attempts to make his words sound better. The man was a genius with his lyrics, but when it came to actually speaking, he was fucked. We laughed for a little while longer until Joe and Andy's cars both pulled into the driveway. Joe and Andy both stood up and Joe said, "That's my ride." I got up and hugged both of them as they were headed towards the door. Patrick, Andy and Joe all hugged, saying goodbye and good job on the tour and all that.
"See you soon, man." Joe said, patting Patrick on the back.
"Call us when the baby comes." Andy joked.
"We'll probably call you sooner than that, I'm sure." he said, and with that, the two guys were out the door and driving away to their homes. Patrick came back to the table. Farrah sat at the table quietly. "I just remembered I need a place to stay. I haven't found a house around here yet."
I was about to offer a room here, but Pete piped up first. "You can stay with me if you want. I still live with my parents, but we've got extra rooms since my brother and sister moved out."
"Are you sure? I don't want to infringe on anythin-"
"Don't worry about it. My parents love everyone. Seriously."
Patrick nodded. "It's true. She likes just about everybody."
I still nudged Farrah and said, "And if Pete ever gets on your nerves, you're welcome to stay here until you get a house." Patrick silently nodded in agreement.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. Thank you so much, Pete. This is really nice of you."
"Don't mention it....seriously. It'll ruin my reputation of being a complete asshole." he joked. We all laughed at that, knowing that Pete wasn't as bad as some claimed him to be. Soon enough, Pete's car showed up in the driveway, and after a lot of hugging and goodbyes, we watched their car leave along with the tour bus as well.
Patrick gently came up behind me and kissed my neck.
"It is SO good to be home."
"Mmmm...it most definitely is." I said, tilting my head to the side as he kissed my neck again and again. His hands settled slowly onto my hips and my hands were placed atop of his. "And the best part about home is the privacy..." he continued.
"The privacy to do whatever we want to."
"With no one listening-"
"No one seeing-"
"And no one knowing."
He spun me around to face him, and kissed me passionately, his lips massaging mine with a strong sense of urgency. "We...still haven't....had our honeymoon....yet....have we?" he said in between kisses.
"No, we haven't...I think here is a perfect place for one, don't you think?" I said as his kisses moved downwards.
"Most definitely." He picked me up into his arms and walked to the bedroom. He set me down as we quickly undressed each other as we moved closer to the bed. First the hoodie, then our shirts, pants...everything. Clothes were being scattered all over the room as we kept kissing each other, leaning backwards onto the bed. His hands gently ran down my body causing chills up my spine. "You are so gorgeous..." he whispered in my ear, placing his lips on my collarbone. I felt his fingers slowly enter me, causing me to moan and bite my lip. He slowly moved his fingers back and forth, seeing if I was ready for him. His fingers left me and I opened my eyes to look at him as I felt his hands pull me up. I soon was sitting upright. I looked at him questioningly. "What're you doing?"
"Trying something."
"Trying what?"
"You'll find out."
He sat down across from me on the bed, his legs spread out wide. "Okay, come here."
I crawled towards him, sitting as close as I could. "Now, wrap your legs around me."
As I wrapped my legs around him, he firmly held onto my hips and lifted me over his hard member. He guided me slowly, watching my face as I lowered onto him. He was soon completely inside me, our bodies tightly pressed next to each other. I bit my lip tightly and he looked at me with worry.
"Are you ok? If it hurts we can-"
"No, no, no...this is...PERFECT..."
He smirked at me and kissed me, rocking his hips towards mine. We kissed deeply, our arms wrapped tightly around one another, my fingers clawing down his back. We eventually found a rhythm, and when we did, he hit my spot perfectly. I let out a loud moan, throwing my head back in pleasure as he continued. I moved my hands quickly to his shoulders, gripping them tightly. I felt one of his hands move from my lower back down to my clit, and he flicked his fingers over it, causing me to moan again. My hips moved forcefully to his and he groaned from the impact. His fingers were still rubbing my clit, sending me over the edge. "Oh..oh fuck, PATRICK..." I screamed, my body thrusting towards his. I laid my head on his shoulder as he moaned my name and came hard into me, releasing his fluids deep inside.
"Ohmygod, that is the best idea you've ever had."
"I'm glad you liked it..." he said breathlessly, his hands still firmly pressed on my hips. Sweat was dripping off his forehead. He sweats so easily, I thought. I didn't care; he looked so god damn hot when he did.
"I dunno how you thought of that, but that was AMAZING..."
"I...I, uh, did my research..."
I laughed at his nervousness. "And how did you do that?"
"I, um...looked it up..."
"You looked up sex positions on the Internet?"
"Sort of..."
"Well, you know what that means?"
He looked at me in silence, biting his lip. "That means, Patrick Stump, that I guess we're just going to have to...try every position you've found out."
His worry soon turned into a grin plastered on his face. "Gladly."
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Patrick's POV
THE NEXT DAY...
"Patrick...honey...wake up..."
Kel's soft voice was flowing through my ears and I opened my eyes slowly to see her face smiling down at me. She was sitting at the edge of the bed, her hand on my cheek.
"Good morning." I said with a yawn.
"Trick, you've gotta get up. We've got our appointment at the doctors in a few hours."
My eyes shot open and I started scrambling around the room to find clothes.
"TRICK, sweetie, you don't have to rush around that fast. It's still at least a couple hours away until we have to be there." she giggled.
"Oh." I said, slowing down a little. "Alright. I'll be ready in a little while then."
Kel stood up from the bed. She was already fully clothed, a green baby doll top on that slightly covered the baby bump and blue jeans. A grey jacket was over her shoulders, hanging loosely at the arms. She still looked as beautiful as ever, even more so than when we met. Her eyes still sparkled, those deep brown eyes, and her face glowed every day.
"Do you want anything for breakfast? Milkshake...or...pancakes, or something?"
"A milkshake sounds AWESOME right now."
"No problem." And with that, she smiled and walked out of the bedroom.
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I got clothes on, a white hat, black dress shirt, white tie, and a blue sweater over it, with black pants, and headed out to the kitchen where Kel was waiting for me.
"Good morning, gorgeous." I said to her as I walked in, now fully awake.
"Ah, now you're up and alive, I can tell." she laughed, and handed me a strawberry milkshake.
"What time is it, anyways?"
"About 10:00. Our appointment is at 11:30 or 12:00, so I knew we probably had to be there a little early. Just in case I was wrong about the time or something."
"It's fine. We'll be there on time, I promise."
"Yeah, I know." she took a deep breath and nodded.
I took a drink of my milkshake and set it down, looking at her face. "Is this whole parenting thing kinda freaking you out as much as me?"
"A little bit, I think. What if I'm not a good mother?"
"That is exactly what I've been saying for the past few days. I've been worried sick that I won't be a good father."
"At least we're in this together, right?"
I walked over to her and placed my hands on her stomach, staring deep into her eyes. "There is nothing in this world more important to me than having a family with you. So...if we're both having a bit of nervousness, that's a good thing right? I've always learned that if I'm nervous before a show or something, that that is when I'll perform the best. Maybe because we're nervous, we're gonna be amazing. Who knows?" She smiled at me, her eyes gleaming with positivity again.
"That's a good way of thinking of it, I suppose. It at least makes me feel better."
"Good. Then let's go figure out if our baby is going to be a boy or a girl!"
I grabbed my milkshake from the counter, drank the rest of it, grabbed the car keys, and we were out the door headed to the doctor's office within minutes.
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