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“A baby?”

“A baby,” I say.

“You and me?”

“Well . . . I’d be pretty pissed if it was you and someone else.”

She laughs. “Stanton, I’m trying to make partner.”

“I know.”

“And you’re trying to make partner.”

“True.” We walk silently. Then I lean closer to her, guessing, “So that’s a yes, then?”

She grins. “Yes . . . I’ll think about it.”

I give her her favorite lopsided grin. “Good.”

Sofia holds up a finger. “But not now.”

“No.”

“Make sure your sperm is aware of that. It has a history of going rogue.”

I nod. “I’ll send the sperm a memo and CC your ovaries.”

She nods. “But soon.”

“Soon is good.”

I swing our joined hands. “We should probably get married first.”

Sofia stops, staring at me. “Are you asking?”

I turn, cupping her jaw, tracing her beautiful lips. “Darlin’, when I ask, you won’t be wonderin’ if I’m askin’.” Then I kiss her sweetly. “But it’ll be soon.”

She smiles, big and blinding. “Soon is good.”

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