“You alright, babe?” He asks. u were lying on your stomach on top, boven of him.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” u say.
He strokes his hair. “You know, this could be us every night.”
“Yeah but we’d have kids, so it would be weird and awkward to do this every night. What if they had bad dreams of something?” u say.
“Ok, well then every other night.” He grins.
“That might work.” u laugh.
“By the looks of it, we’ll have lots of little kids on our hands.” He winks.