MJ: You sure? I’m told I’ve got a mean right hook
Peter smiles, looking down rubbing his stomach
Peter: I know. I’ve seen it
MJ feigns a grin before reaching across the table to grab a few noodles off Peter’s plate
MJ: Think of any names yet?
She asks tilting her head back stuffing the food into her mouth, Peter shakes his head
Peter: Still kinda coming to terms with the whole thing
MJ: Little late isn’t it?
He shrugs as she folds her arms over her knees
Peter: I guess
MJ: You still set on adoption?
Peter nods but looks unsure
Peter: I think so
MJ: Probably for the best
She pushes the crusts of her grilled cheese around on her plate as the baby kicks again
MJ: I’m not really suited to this kinda thing
Peter nods, still moving food around his plate as the baby continues to kick and shift in his swollen belly
MJ: But stranger things have happend
Peter grins and stifles a laugh
Peter: Tell me about it













