Page 60 of Only ever you-Ana & Byron
"With you? Yeah, I do."
Her throat tightened.
"But if you don't, or if this isn't the right time, we'll sort it. I'll support whatever you decide, Ana. No pressure. Just you and me, team effort."
She let out a breath that sounded suspiciously like a sob.
"You're being too perfect. It's pissing me off."
He grinned.
"Also, I've been reading up on those pills. You're 32 now. It's not great for your body to be on them this long."
She blinked. "You've been researching my contraceptives?"
"Well, someone has to. I live down there, love, I should know the terrain."
She snorted.
"Alright then, genius, what's your plan?"
"Condoms. Till we're ready for a squad of our own."
"You hate condoms."
"I'll suffer. For you. But only if I get to complain every single time."
She gave him a watery laugh, and he sat back smugly.
"Also, might need to take a loan out. Extra-large costs more."
Ana stared at him. "Please. You're regular at best."
He gasped. "You take that back."
"I've seen cucumbers with more girth."
"Unbelievable. I give you emotional support, and you attack my crown jewels."
"Love you," she murmured into his shoulder.
"Even if I'm only a medium king?"
"Especially if."
She was quiet for a minute before she said, "I don't think I want kids. Maybe not ever."
His expression didn't change right away. But she saw it.
The flicker. That flash of something in his eyes, he tried hard to hide behind humour.
Byron nodded slowly.
"Alright. We'll adopt, then if you change your mind. Or just raise a dog that thinks it's a toddler."
She gave a wobbly smile, but he didn't return it.
The second test was negative. Later that day, her period came like an anti-climax.
