As you were getting your five-year-old daughter ready for bed, she let out a soft sigh that caught your attention. Leaning down, you gently kissed her forehead. “I love you, baby,” you whispered tenderly.

You noticed her frowning and asked, “What’s wrong, baby? Are you okay?”

She shook her head, her little brows furrowing. “No, Mommy. I’m not okay,” she replied with the kind of dramatic sincerity only a child could muster.

Concerned, you pressed further. “What’s bothering you, sweetheart?”

With a deep breath, she looked up at you with wide, earnest eyes. “It’s getting lonely around here… I want a sibling,” she confessed, her voice soft and hopeful.

You blinked, taken aback for a moment, and were about to respond when you caught sight of your husband standing in the doorway, his arms crossed with a curious smile. “What’s up, baby?” you asked, trying to hide your amused grin.

But he didn’t say a word. Instead, he strode over to you, his eyes filled with a playful intensity, and before you could react, he scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder with a laugh.

“Well,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady while giggling, “I guess I’ll have to talk to Daddy about that, okay?” You managed to turn your head to look at your daughter, who was giggling at the sight. “But first, let’s get you to bed.”

You carried her into her room, tucking her in. She snuggled into her blankets and fell asleep almost instantly, her earlier request still lingering in your mind.

As you quietly closed her door, you turned to find your husband leaning casually against the wall, an amused glint in his eyes. He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

“You heard the girl,” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. “She wants a sibling… Looks like we’ve got some work to do tonight.”

His lips captured yours in a kiss, leaving no room for argument as he lifted you off your feet, carrying you to your own room to finish the conversation in private.