Edric only smiled. It was in a man's nature to hope for a son; boys could pass on the family name, and it would make him feel a whole lot better about continuing his career. While he loved Febs, he disliked the idea of leaving her a moderately wealthy widow only for a conniving bachelor to come along and steal both her heart and his money.
(Not that he should be thinking about that right now. They were having a baby, and if things went well, they'd likely have more. In a decade he could have three sons and a daughter, or three daughters and a son. The possibilities were endless.... assuming she continued to let him under her skirts.)
"I'm glad we're in agreement there," he chuckled, leaning forward to press a firm kiss against her lips. He pulled back, a wide, uncharacteristically cheesy grin on his face, before nudging her back onto the pillows.
(Not that he should be thinking about that right now. They were having a baby, and if things went well, they'd likely have more. In a decade he could have three sons and a daughter, or three daughters and a son. The possibilities were endless.... assuming she continued to let him under her skirts.)
"I'm glad we're in agreement there," he chuckled, leaning forward to press a firm kiss against her lips. He pulled back, a wide, uncharacteristically cheesy grin on his face, before nudging her back onto the pillows.
— set by MJ! —