Within a few moments, I notice her at the top of the staircase.
She makes her way down the stairs in a hurry, and I meet her at the bottom of them.
She jumps into me, and I laugh, as I spin her around in a small circle.
"Oh, Patrick, I've missed you!" Abby giggles, kissing me on the cheek gently.
I set her down, hugging her tightly.
"I've missed you too, love." I say, kissing her forehead.
She smiles up at me, running a hand through my curls.
"Oh it's so nice to see you again, you don't even understand how much I missed you." She giggles, kissing me on the nose gently.
I take her hand, holding her close to me for a few moments.
"I missed you too, Abigail." I say, quietly.
She giggles, looking up at me.
I smile down at her, my eyes moving to her baby bump.
She's wearing a tighter-fitting baby blue t-shirt, and her baby bump protrudes a little more than usual.
I smile, placing both of my hands on her stomach.
"How are you feeling?" I ask, smiling.
She places both of her hands over mine, that are resting on her bump.
"Better than I was last week." She giggles.
I laugh, kissing her on the lips softly.
"I don't know if you can see a difference, but your baby bump has definitely grown since I last saw you." I say, raising my eyebrows.
I smile down at my hands that are both resting on her still-fairly-small baby bump.
She bites her lip, looking up at me.
"I can definitely tell a difference, believe me. I almost don't fit in my favorite pair of jeans." She rolls her eyes, laughing.
I laugh, kissing her on her forehead gently.
The two of us stand like that for a few moments, before we part.
"Are you hungry?" She asks.
I nod, laughing.
"I should have known. When are you not hungry?" She laughs, rolling her eyes jokingly.
"Never." I reply, giggling.
She laughs, and the two of us head towards the kitchen.
"I was craving pizza last night, and there are a lot of leftovers, if you want that." She shrugs, opening the fridge.
My eyes widen.
"No way, I'm craving pizza!" I say, laughing.
She laughs, pulling the box of pizza out of the fridge.
"You're such a guy, it's hilarious." Abby laughs, as she places a couple slices of pizza on two different plates.
I laugh, as she walks past me towards the microwave, to heat up the pizza.
As she walks past me, I notice that she's wearing leggings, and my eyes find her ass.
Over three months pregnant, and Abigail still has one of the sexiest bodies I've ever seen.
I slap her ass, as she walks past me.
Her ass is tight.
"You still have a tight ass." I say, running my tongue along my upper lip.
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This Love is Ours
Fanfiction*** It is HIGHLY recommended that you read "Shooting Stars" before this book.*** "And one thing that will forever fascinate me, is how immensely time changes everything." Patrick Kane & Abigail Quinn; a beautiful life.
Chapter 59: State of Mind
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