"Anya, let's have children," Aiden said, hugging Anya's body.
Anya hugged Aiden's neck gently. "I'm in no rush. Let everything flow as it is,"
"Then, don't think about children. Let's just get some 'exercise'," Aiden said ambiguously.
Anya thought for a moment and said, "My mother cannot have any more children besides me. What if I… "
"No. We'll have our own children," Aiden interrupted before Anya finished her words.
"I mean, Tara once said that even if we don't use protection, I'd still have a hard time getting pregnant. You really want children, but...What if I can't have children…"
"Then, I don't want them. You are enough for me. I can spoil you," Aiden said with a serious expression.
"Don't you want to have your own flesh and blood? My father divorced my mother because my mother could not give him a son," Anya said in a choked voice.
