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Evy

"Children," I suddenly speak after some time, recovering from the second orgasm that stole all my strength.

"What?" he asks, completely lost. I turn to face him on the lounger and start drawing small circles on his chest.

"Do you not plan on having children someday?" I complete my question.

"What kind of question is that, Evy?" His confusion is understandable. One minute we were in the eye of a storm, just having another orgasm in the pool, which I confess cannot compare in intensity. Then I come up with a random question. It doesn't make sense to him, but I'm curious about this. "Yes, I do intend to have a child someday."

"How?" He arches his eyebrows suggestively, amusement twinkling in his eyes. I roll my eyes at him. "You don't plan on getting married, so you want to be a single father?"

"Why not?" He shrugs. "There are a thousand and one ways to do it, Evy, and one of them is by paying for it."

"You mean, surrogacy?"

"And why not?" He shrugs. "I'll pay the girl, she'll