You and Oscar have been dating for 6 years. Neither of you are in a hurry to get married, you live together, you travel to all his races with him, and you wear a promise ring. All you care about is that he comes home to you at the end of every day, and he does. What more could you need?

“Baby?” Oscar’s asks while we lie in bed one night after a long race weekend.

“What’s up?” You ask your head on his chest, your fingers lightly dancing across his skin.

“How would you feel about starting a family together?” He asks, his voice slightly shaky like he’s nervous.