Amelia's point of view
It was another hour before Peyton awoke. I was so hungry at that point I was starting to feel sick from it. Or maybe it was something else. A huge smile erupted from me when I thought about what that meant. Did I want Peyton's baby? Especially because we were both so young. Of course, I did! I put a hand across my very flat but hungry stomach. Was I growing a son or a daughter right now? How would I be able to tell? Was it too early?
"Well someone's in a good mood!" Peyton purred from beside me.
I jumped, startled slightly by the fact that he was awake. He was on his side with his hand underneath his chin supporting his head. He was looking at me through dark hooded eyes.
"I'm thinking about all the food I want to eat," I said playfully, slapping h
