“Go ahead, Fay,” Kent says, his eyes still closed, startling me a little. “Ask your question.”
I stare at him, surprised. “How did you know I have another question?” I ask, suspicious.
He peeks at me through one half-opened eye. “I can just feel it. Sixth sense. Fay sense.”
I swat his arm, hating that he’s right, making him laugh as he closes his eye and waits patiently.
“Um,” I say, a little awkward now. “What are we going to do about…pregnancy?”
He laughs a little again, which makes me feel embarrassed and a little mad. “Well it’s a serious question –“ I huff. “We never talked about it before – and I don’t want you like, slipping birth control into my morning coffee without asking me –“
He laughs harder then, and I go still with shock.
“Wait –“ I start, pushing away from him and looking him dead in the face. “You aren’t already doing that, are you – because that is a violation –“
“No, Fay,” Kent says, laughing harder and shaking his head. He presses a gentle thumb to my mouth, stopping my tirade, the rest of his hand wrapping warmly around my face. “It’s all right,” he continues. “I had a vasectomy – years ago. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Oh,” I say, my eyebrows going up in surprise. I had never thought – had never even begun to think… “So,” I say carefully, “you don’t want any more kids?”
“No, Fay,” he says, considering me gently. “Daniel is enough. Do you?”
I shrug, biting my lip. I honestly hadn’t thought about being a mom too much – I’ve been so focused on my career, and I hadn’t really had a mom for much of my life…
“I don’t know,” I murmur, looking at him seriously.
“That’s all right,” he responds, nodding, understanding. He drops it there and I find that I am grateful. I’m not sure I want to be pressed, right now, on this point. Though I admit, I am glad that I don’t have to worry about being knocked up.
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