I rubbed her face and kissed her lips slowly. “I’ll get a vasectomy.” “Excuse you?” “It’s like a ten-minute procedure for me and I’m awake. You already have to go under; I don’t want you having that extra pressure on you.” She reached up and grabbed my face. “I couldn’t ask you to do that.” “You not asking me to do it… I’m offering. Bleu, I want you. If this is what I have to do to protect us, I’ll do the shit.”