Don't worry, Carla and Peter will be back in Manchester in the next installment and there will be loads of drama which comes with it...
After going back to Weatherfield to take Simon back, Peter had some things to do under Carla's influence, he dealt with Nick being in the factory by giving Sarah a formal warning on Carla's behalf, he bumped into Michelle and she definitely had a few words to say but he didn't let it get him down knowing he had more important things to focus on. He decided to stay the night in Weatherfield as it would give him change to recuperate from the horrible flight delays he got on the way to England, arriving back in Ibiza the next day to be reunited with Carla.
It was a couple of months later and the beginning of December, Carla was now five months pregnant and they were planning to go back for Christmas due to the fact that John and Cath were taking the boat back to England, both Carla and Peter were worried about the reception they would get especially with Carla being pregnant but Peter was going to go out of his way to protect her from all the grief she may have directed towards her.
"What do you reckon it is?" Peter questions as he sits up against the headboard of the bed Carla sitting in between his legs, her modesty covered with the sheets, Peter's hand on her bump
"Hmm, I don't know" she shrugs "What do you think?"
"I reckon it's a girl" Peter smiles as Carla grins tilting her head back to face him giving him a kiss
"I don't have a clue to be honest" Carla smirks as Peter laughs into her head
"Right how about we chill upstairs? While John continues the tedious journey back to England?" Peter questions as Carla slides out of bed to put some leggings and a vest top on, Peter smirking at her
"Don't, I feel so fat" Carla groans patting her bump as Peter slides out of bed wrapping his arms around her waist
"You're not that big, love" Peter smiles as Carla chucks him some clothes to wear before sighing
"I don't want to go back Peter" Carla whines as Peter sighs knowing that he would have to go back to see Simon
"I know but we need to get settled and prepare for this one's arrival don't we?" Peter smiles placing a hand on her bump as she smiles
"I guess" she shrugs as Peter sighs knowing she really didn't need the aggravation wondering if it was really worth her going back to be stressed especially as she was pregnant
"Alright how about we go back for Christmas and New Year that way I can see Si, then we leave after?" he compromises as Carla sighs nodding in agreement at his suggestion before jumping out of his embrace
"What?" Peter questions as she feels her bump a smile on her face
"Hand, quick!" she exclaims taking his hand and placing it on her bump
"Woah…is it moving?"
"Yeah I think it is, feels weird" she laughs as Peter brings her into a hug tilting her head up to kiss him before they both head upstairs to join Cath who was sitting in the living area with a bowl of popcorn
"Ah the too overly attracted to each other people have returned" Cath smirks as Peter rolls his eyes going to sit down, Carla lying on his chest, his hand on her bump
"There it goes again!" Carla exclaims as Peter laughs Cath raising her eyebrow curiously as Carla grins at Peter
"Is it moving?" Cath questions as Peter nods rubbing Carla's bump, feeling the faint movements of his baby under his hands Cath placing a hand on it as well
"Oh wow" Cath grins as Carla nods in agreement, Peter kissing her forehead
"We need to think about buying when we get back" Peter smiles as Carla's eyes light up at the thought of shopping
"Ooo if it's a girl can we do the nursery grey" Carla beams as Cath bursts out laughing at her request, Carla frowning in confusion
"Grey?" Cath exclaims incredulously
"Yes we aren't doing any of that pink nonsense" Carla groans as Peter sighs rolling his eyes groaning at the fact that Carla wouldn't want to be stereotypical
"Whatever you want I guess, what if it's a boy?"
"We'll do the same"
"Well looks like either way you'll be painting the room grey Peter" Cath smirks as Carla grins up at Peter, a smile plastered on her face, Peter leaning into kiss her, his tongue sweeping along her lips
"Ugh do you mind you're putting me off my popcorn" Cath groans as Peter pulls away nodding towards the stairs getting up and heading to them, Carla biting her lip glancing to Cath who rolls her eyes
"Go fuck him, that baby's making you so horny it's unreal" Cath mutters as Carla glares at her heading off downstairs to find Peter in their cabin already naked
"So you followed me down then?" Peter whispers as Carla wraps her arms around his neck glancing down to his erect cock smirking suggestively
"Hmm I did indeed" Carla smirks suggestively
Peter grins lifting her up as she instinctively wraps her legs around his body, Peter greedily kissing and sucking on her neck as she gasps, Peter placing her down gently onto the bed, tearing her leggings off her as well as her top before revelling in the fact she was wearing a red lacy bra and matching knickers, Peter licking his lips greedily leaning in to kiss her, his tongue entering her mouth as they fight for dominance, Peter instantly ripping her knickers off and gliding his fingers through her folds causing Carla to gasp at the contact, Peter purposefully missing her clit as she groans, Peter circling her entrance with one of his fingers sliding it in ever so slightly before removing it to trail around her entrance again, Carla rolling her hips to try to get some sort of relief.
"Peter, I mean it…"
"Or what?"
"Or I-" she gasps as Peter thrusts two fingers into her as Carla tilts her head bag in pleasure, Peter pushing her walls to stimulate them with his fingertips
"Yes!"
"Don't hold back, love"
"Oh, Pe'er" Carla screams as she tilts her head back, her back arching off the bed as she releases, her juices smothered all over Peter's hand as he smirks, bending down to kiss her as she smiles, Peter poising his cock at her entrance dipping it in slightly as she groans rolling her hips towards him forcefully as she engulfs him inside of her, Peter pumping in a slow rhythm as she sighs lustfully, her eyes closing, Peter bending down to kiss her again as she accepts his kiss, groaning into it
"You're beautiful" Peter whispers breathlessly as Carla's body begins to tremble, Peter picking up his pace to bring her to her release again, reaching down to play with her clit as she tilts her head back, Carla finally surrendering to his intention allowing herself to release for a second time, gasping, she does Peter shortly after as they collapse onto the bed, Peter sliding out of her and taking a breath as Carla catches hers
"You're gonna wear me out before it's born" Carla smirks as Peter places a hand on her bump feeling the gentle ripples of his baby
"Do you reckon it's started up because we just had sex" Carla grins as Peter nudges her as they snuggle under the duvet together, Peter's hand still on her bump, their naked bodies intertwined with each other
"Hmm either way I think it's amazing"
"I never got to feel it last time, not a proper kick" Carla sighs turning to face him as he pulls her in closer to his body playing with her hair
"I'm sorry"
"Don't Peter…we can't change what happened"
"If I could I would, you know that right?"
"Of course I do, but let's live in the present eh?"
"Yeah, in the present, speaking about the present we need to talk about going back to Manchester-"
"What a way to ruin the moment" Carla rolls her eyes as Peter knowing she would be reluctant
"Anyway, if you hear me out, I've been thinking-"
"Well that can only go one way"
"Oi!" he pauses to start again "Anyway, I was thinking why don't I sell the pub and we buy somewhere nearer, like a flat?" Peter suggests as Carla shakes her head not wanting to give up one of their businesses
"No Peter, don't sell the pub that thing is a secret gold mine"
"Ok then, I don't know what to suggest here…I'm running out of ideas" Peter sighs as Carla groans not wanting to think about it but she couldn't put it off any longer
"I say let's go back, I have you don't I, to protect me and this little one" Carla smiles as Peter kisses her neck gently Carla smiling at the contact
"Are you sure, I don't want you to feel-"
"Peter, I'm more than sure, and plus I'm pretty sure Michelle and Kate aren't going to be beating up a pregnant woman are they?"
"That's true I guess, Weatherfield it is then"
"Weatherfield it is"