“Honesty.”
“Oh, that.I should’ve thought of that.Lenni’s going to turn into a parenting experiment, isn’t she?I mean, she’s the first run.She’ll probably be the most screwed up of our brood.”
“How fatalistic of you,” I joked.“Maybe we take it one day at a time when it comes to this parenting thing.As long as she’s happy and healthy ...”
“Happy?She cut her own hair when her emotions got to be too much for her.And she’s already given a kid a black eye and broken her arm.She’s been with us for a month, Wyn.A month.”
“Kids are resilient.”
“Uh huh.”
“I’m not just saying that to make us both feel better.But think about it this way: what was Lenni like when she first got here?”
“She bonded with you instantly,” he grumbled.
“She did.She warmed up to you fast, though.That means something.”We were silent for a moment and then my eyes widened.“Holy shit.I’m pregnant.”
Archer raised his brow.“Is that just hitting you now?”
“No.I mean, yes?It’s like falling asleep on the couch.You sleep hard and wake up all confused for a moment and then you remember where you are.”
He glanced down at my flat stomach.“Your Mom is going to be happy.”
“Yep.”
“What about your dad?”
I looked at him.“He might actually try and castrate you.”
He chuckled.“Then how will we ever have a big family?”
“You want a big family?”I asked.
“You don’t?”
“I don’t know how many kids I want,” I lied.
“Wyn.”He sighed.
“What?”
“Don’t lie.”
“I’m not lying.”When he looked at me, I squirmed.“Fine, I’m lying.But it seems ridiculous to talk about how many kids we want when this one is the size of a chia seed.”
“Chia seed?No kidding.And now is the exact time to talk about it.People never talk about the hard things until after they get married and then they’re surprised when they don’t agree.”
“Hard things,” I repeated.“What sort of hard things?”
“Well, how many kids we want to have for one.Two, where I’m taking you on our honeymoon.Three, what kind of house I’m building you.”
I laughed.“You’re glossing over all the actual hard stuff.Like finances, for example.”
“I’ve got more than enough money to take care of you and as many rug rats as you want.Next.”
“Notnext.Let’s stay on that topic for a moment.What about me?What about me and what I contribute financially?”
“You don’t have to contribute anything unless you want to.”He shrugged.“My point is you don’t need to worry about it.”
