Beau leaned against the counter, arms crossed as he watched the tiny toddler giggle uncontrollably in her high chair at the diner. “You see that?” You glanced up from your coffee, following his gaze to the child. “See what? The little one making a mess?” “No… Well yes but” He said, shaking his head with a soft smile “How happy she is. Just… pure joy over crackers.” You raised an eyebrow, a teasing grin tugging at your lips. “Beau Arlen, do you have baby fever?” “What? No!” He straightened up defensively, but the faint blush creeping up his neck gave him away. “I’m just sayin’, kids are… somethin’ special, that’s all.” You laughed, resting your chin on your hand as you studied him. “You’re terrible at hiding it, you know.” Beau sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Okay, fine. Maybe I’ve been thinkin’ about it. Having another one someday.” He paused, his green eyes meeting yours. “What about you? Ever think about… little feet running around?”