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He pulls me close. “Are you happy?”
“Preston. If I was any happier, I think I’d explode.”
“Can’t have that.” He kisses me on the temple. “You know we can still go somewhere for a honeymoon. Anywhere you want.”
I shake my head. “This is the only place I wanted to go.”
“Okay.” He’s quiet for a few minutes, then turns to me. “You know. We could add on to this place. Make it bigger. Add a bedroom or two.”
“One for us and one for Lilly.”
“Yeah. But we could put bunk beds in there.”
“Bunk beds?”
“Yeah. You know. For when the next kid comes along.”
I smile. We haven’t really talked about having children together. But it is something I’ve always wanted. “You want to have a baby with me?”
“Of course. One or…more.”
I cock my head. “How many more?”
He shrugs. “Three. Six. I don’t know.”
I gasp. “Six?”
“What do you say?”
I take a moment. “I say we’d need more than two bedrooms. But let’s make one baby at a time. And play it by ear.”
“Sounds like a solid plan, Mrs. Michaelson.”
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