He grabs my hands and kisses them again. “You know how I feel about all of this, Lennon,” he purrs. “I do?” He chuckles, the low sound reverberating down my spine. “Let’s fucking knock you up.” I grin, my stomach swooping with how happy he looks. “Really?” He finishes his coffee and sets it down. “Hell yeah.” He cocks his head. “Call your doctor tomorrow.” “Why?” I ask, my hands shaking slightly. “Because she’s going to take your IUD out… or we will.”
