"Peter I need your help!" Patrick yelled.
"I'm coming!" I yelled back. I walked out of the bedroom pulling a shirt over my head. A small four year old ran up to me. "Woah" I laughed as he grabbed my leg. I picked him up. "I think I'm forgetting something" Saint giggled "Something like a birthday? Maybe? I wonders who's fourth birthday it is"
"It's mine daddy!" Saint yelled.
"You? Nah. You're only three"
"Daddy I'm turning four duh" he said making a face.
"Okay I believe you" I kissed his cheek "Let's go help daddy"
"He said he needs you to blow up the balloons for my party" I carried him downstairs.
"Good morning" Patrick said taking the kid from me.
"Hi" I said.
"I'm glad you got your ass up. You can blow up balloons" He pointed to them.
"Wow, someones bossy today"
"We're about to have twelve little four year olds running around the white house I'm a little on edge"
"I can help with that" I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. He kissed back grabbed my waist.
"Ew!" Saint yelled. We both looked at him then back at each other.
"Things never change do they?" I asked.
"Nope. Now go blow up balloons please and thank you Mr. President" I sighed picking up a purple one.
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The Final Term
Fanfiction[Last book In The Presidents Secret] After two years everything seems okay. They're getting ready to celebrate Saint's fourth birthday and Pete finally got that transgender law passed, ended two wars, and got the job rate up so the economy was amaz...
