Having a child was something you'd been wanting for months. But, with your husbands occupation, it wasn't on the table.

Yet.

Which, you were fine with. You knew it'd happen eventually, they weren't going to deprive you of the experience of motherhood and they both did want a family with you when things were better with the business.

But the baby fever had been kicking your ass lately.

And waking up after having a baby dream didn't make you feel any better.

You sat up in the bed you shared with your husbands, seeing Steven walk out of the bathroom as he got ready for the day and James sleeping beside you, his flesh arm strown over your waist.

And Steven clearly saw how dejected you look.

"Babydoll, what's the matter?"

Steven questioned, walking closer to the bed and sitting beside you, pushing some of your messy hair out of your face.