“Do you want kids?” I blurt out, immediately kicking myself for asking him that. Nice work, idiot. “Yeah,” he answers, not even a little bit put out by my stupidity. “Two boys and a girl. I want us to have the boys first, though, so they can protect her when they’re older. Me and Nik always wanted a little sister.” I blink at that, slowly pulling back to look at him. “That was a joke, right?” “No. We wanted to call her Frankie.”
