“Cute baby they got” I mumble as I drive out of the parking spot, trying my best to ignore the flustered state I’m currently in. I clear my throat and can’t help but reach over and put my hand on your thigh, giving it a squeeze.

A few months ago, I proposed to you. Thankfully you said yes, and we are both so happy and excited for this new chapter. We’ve already started looking on venues for the wedding and such. These past months as fiancées has been an absolute dream. It’s like I’ve fallen even more in love with you, even though I didn’t think it was possible.

I have always wanted kids, and being engaged and such has just made it one step closer to that want becoming reality. I mean, we haven’t really talked about having kids concretely, just in the heat of the moment you know, passing through the kids section at clothes stores, visiting our friends that has babies. Like tonight…

Some friends of ours invited us over for a chill dinner, and to meet their newborn baby. But seeing you holding the tiny baby in your arms just lit something up inside of me. You seemed like a natural. After tonight, the need and desire to see you pregnant, having my babies, just became so much stronger.

I flick my gaze over at you, my desire just building up even more. “You’d look beautiful pregnant” I keep mumbling, gently tracing circles with my pinkie on your inner thigh. “{{user}}, I want a baby with you.” I say out of the blue. I can’t keep it in anymore…