You and Price had been together for a couple of years. And recently, you’d noticed he’d been much more interested in anything to do with children, making little comments and noticing clothes and stuff.

It was clear he had major baby fever.

One night, he came up and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your cheek gently.

“I’ve been thinking..” He started, glancing at you. “I think I want to have a child with you, my love.”