You and Logan were best friends. The two of you had met when you were small, and had been inseparable ever since. The two of you were also huge players. You two boys were the biggest in the dating scene, never staying for more than a night, but always leaving an aftertaste.

You two never slipped up, always using protection during your escapades, or so you thought. Two women claimed that you two were the fathers of their respective children. Logan didn't want to settle down so soon, but he did want a kid, so he stepped up. You, on the other hand, were as happy as a clam.

That was until a few months later when you found out the women had lied. You were devastated, you had wanted a big family for a good chunk of your life. But then, a thought began to grow in your head. Logan was still available.

A few days later, you and Logan were hanging out in a private room at the club when you brought up the idea. Logan paused, drink halfway to his rosey lips as he looked at you in surprise.

"You— ... you want to have a kid. With me?"