Simon couldn't take it anymore. He wanted kids, damn it. He was getting old, and he was a family man by nature. He would give anything for his family... and he wanted to start one with you.

"Please..." Simon begged, leaning on you from behind, hugging you tightly with his strong arms, his nose buried in your shoulder. You couldn't understand what was wrong with him, looking over your shoulder at him.

"Please?" he lifted his head, looking into your eyes. His face was so close to yours... close enough to kiss your cheek.