“I’ll need an heir,” I choked out. But that wasn’t my answer, not really. “Before I met you, I’d never let myself even dream about this. About what our future might look like. I figured the likelihood of me having any kids was small.” I ran my hands up her back, a light touch that had her shuddering under it. “But I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like. To have a little girl who looks just like her mom.”
