“I don’t know if I want kids,” she confirms.“I mean, I really love my job and I really, really love this, this…this life that you and I have together too.I like being able to stay up late with you like this and not worry about what time it is.I like that we can spend our days off lying-in bed all day and not worrying about anyone else.I mean, not that that’s all we do, but you know what I mean.”
Laughing, I curl my arms around her, pulling her up against my chest so I can press a soft kiss to her lips.“I really like all of those things too, Hannah.I like them a lot.”
“So what about you then?”she asks, her eyes searching my face.“Do you want kids?”
“Honestly, babe, I don’t know what I want either.”
Hannah scoffs, slapping at my chest as she says, “You shit!You made me sweat my answer when you knew all along that yours was the same.”
Laughing, I pull her up so she’s now straddling me.“Maybe,” I tease.“But I wanted your real answer on this.I always want you to be real with me, okay?”
Hannah rests her hands on my shoulders, that bottom lip of hers between her teeth again.“So what now?”she asks.
I lift a shoulder in a shrug.“We continue on as we are,” I tell her.“If one of us decides later on we’ve changed our mind about the kid thing, we talk about it.”
“That’s it?”she asks.
“That’s it,” I confirm.
“That sounds way too easy.”
My hands move to her hips, gripping her firmly.“Itiseasy, Han.I love you and loving you and making you happy is all I want to do.”
Hannah smiles now, in a way that lights up her whole face.“That’s what I want too,” she whispers.
“Well then,” I say, my brow lifting as I pull her closer, her legs spread over mine and her pussy perfectly lined up with my dick.
Her mouth drops open into a tiny O, her eyes widening as she says, “Are you seriously hard because of the conversation we’ve just had?”
“Well, I mean, I’m always hard around you, but yeah, it was definitely a contributing factor.”
Smiling, she shakes her head a little.“I see, so what now then?”she asks, smirking as she repeats her earlier question.
Lifting her a little, I push the sheet down so there’s nothing between us.“Now,” I start, my grip on her hips tightening, “you come up here and take a ride on my dick.”
“Oh, now we’re talking,” Hannah says with a smile, lowering her body onto mine as she presses a hard kiss to my mouth and we stop talking altogether.
The next morning, we are woken early by the simultaneous sound of incoming text messages on both of our phones.Hannah grumbles as she reaches over me for hers, while I stay exactly where I am and ignore mine.
“What is it?”I ask, lying on my stomach, my face muffled by the pillow.
Hannah sits beside me, her phone in her hands.“Text from Jack.”
“And?”
“Ella and Benjamin Wilson, born 4:25 and 4:46 am.Bubs are healthy and beautiful, Lulu is gorgeous and amazing.Everyone is well.”
“Oh wow,” I mumble, not bothering to open my eyes even as I hear Hannah typing out a response.“Tell them congrats from me too.”
“Leo!”she half shouts as she cracks a hand across my bare ass.
“What?”I ask, opening one eye.
“I’m not sending a joint congratulations to our bosses at eight o’clock in the morning.What the fuck, they’ll know we’re here together.That wearetogether!”
Chuckling, I close my eyes again.“Yeah, and I thought that was the plan, we finally come clean.”
“Not via text,” she huffs, smacking me on the ass again.
