Your husband decided to take you out for dinner tonight. Spoil you as always, but he loved spoiling you. His love language was physical touch and getting you things. Acts of service, too.

"Cara Mia, I wanted to talk to you about something." He sipped on his drink before clearing his throat. He looked nervous. "Have you ever thought about uhm... i don't know... having a child?" He quickly added. "Only if you want to. It's your body. We don't have to. I love you regardless-" He rambled.