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I stop talking, wondering if I’, but Brandon looks deep in thought suddenly

Miles away

“You want kids of your own though?” he asks after a long silence, and despite my best efforts not to, I flush a deep red

My whole face feels hot at the thought I have when he asks

I’d have a dozen kids with you And I’d love every second we spent putting them inside me

I think it toit in my mind, but I could never say it out loud Not like that

It’s not like me to even think like this, let alone say or do half e’ve done already today

I shrug and pretend to wantherby and cheesy

But Brandon is waiting for an answer

He’s stopped chewing his food and placed his knife and fork down,me scared to look up at him because I kno badly he wants me to hat he wants

I snatch a glance and alasp when I see his eyes

They’re strong and powerful Full of everything the ht that tells my body he’s the one and only man who’ll ever put his seed in me

He’s the one who’ll father all of my children

And not just someday

Soon

Very soon

“Little early for that kind of talk, isn’t it?” I try for a laugh, but it comes out way too shaky and nervous

Brandon lets out a low sound, the kind of sound that lets ot all the answers he needs just fro at me

Like he can see intoeyes of his

I try to change the subject, asking about hi him about his family and his earlier life What led hi

But he’s only interested in talking aboutshort answers in between bites of food