(Leah Wishley Point of View)
After a thirty-minute of driving, we arrived at the apartment. My father looked very sleepy and tired, when I entered the apartment I asked him, "Dad, do you want me to make you something?" I asked.
He shook his head "No, I'm so tired." He replied as he walked into the room.
"You want me to do something?" I followed in his footsteps and he turned to me.
"Give me a grandson, that's what you guys have to do." My father looked at me and glanced at Ben who was standing behind me.
I shake my head in disbelief, even I turn to Ben and he shrugs. "I think your father is right, all we have to do now is do something so we can give him a grandson." Ben grins widely and I shudder in fear. I immediately turned around and quickly entered the room.
Even though it was Ben's room but it was the only room left for us, after all, we were husband and wife even though it would be the first time a man touched me.
