Harvey was still up for baby-making. If they could do it twice a day, they would. He loved MJ so much and he would do everything for her. Now, gently rubbing his fiancee's flat tummy, he wished that they would be given a blessing although he killed countless people. Even though they weren't innocent, Harvey felt bad for the people he killed, but just a little. He's still a human and the person who makes him human is MJ.
"You were so sexy on that Versace on the floor."
"Is that supposed to be a song?" She giggled and held his hand that was skimming his stomach.
"You just look so sexy and I couldn't help myself."
"Uhuh, Conrad was all over Johanna," MJ said. "I saw how possessive he is. I never saw him act that way."
"That's because Johanna is cold and doesn't have any interest in men. She will only hang around if she needs him. For sex."
"Uhuh," MJ nodded. "I wonder what makes her like that?"
