In the end, the two of them just held each other and took a nap right there on the sofa.
Alaric didn't return to the office. That afternoon, he personally drove Ivy to pick up their kid.
When Ivy led Stella into the car, the little girl’s eyes lit up the second saw her dad in the driver's seat.
“Wow! Daddy, you actually had time to pick me up today? I'm so happy! Mommy and Daddy both came to get me from school!”
Ivy lifted her into the car seat and buckled her in. “Are you really that happy? Then give Mommy a kiss.”
She offered her cheek.
The little girl planted a loud, wet smack on her face, then sat obediently, eagerly sharing all the fun things that happened at preschool today.
Halfway through her story, she suddenly turned her focus back to Ivy and Alaric.
“Daddy, Mommy, when are you going to give me my little brother? I’m so jealous of May in my class. She has twin baby brothers who do everything for her.”
“Hurry up and give me ten baby brothers so I can boss them around!”
Ivy was utterly speechless, completely at a loss for words.
Ten?
Even a sow couldn't push out that many litters!
She certainly wasn't going to be giving birth to a football team.
Alaric kept his eyes on the road, occasionally glancing at the two of them in the rearview mirror.
He smoothly played along with the kid's demands. “Alright. Mommy and Daddy will make you one as soon as we get home.”
Stella took him completely seriously and immediately pressed for details.
“Then when will he be born? When do I get to see my little brother?”
“You guys promised you were making one last time, but it's been so long and I haven't even seen a single hair on his head.”
She sounded genuinely frustrated, her little lips jutting out in a pout.
Ivy couldn't resist reaching out to pinch her chubby, adorable little cheeks.
Alaric glanced at Ivy and casually asked.
“When do you want to have one?”
“Huh?”
And he had taken her words completely to heart.
That night, when they were in the middle of their passion, Alaric deliberately skipped using any protection.
Ivy noticed and, assuming he had just forgotten in the heat of the moment, quickly reminded him.
“You didn't put it on.”
Alaric gave a low grunt of acknowledgment but offered no explanation, seamlessly continuing exactly what he was doing.
Ivy couldn't understand it. “Aren't you worried I’ll actually get pregnant?”
Alaric leaned down and kissed her deeply. He lingered for several seconds before finally pulling back, his dark, mesmerizing eyes locked onto hers.
“If it happens, we keep it. Didn't you already make a promise to Stella?”
He had given his word to the kid in the car today that she would have a brother by next year.
If he didn't deliver, this woman would start thinking he was incapable.
So he had to put in the work.
Ivy stared at him, utterly dumbfounded. “You... you seriously want to have a baby with me?”

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