“A father. You want to be a father someday?”
“Yeah, I think I do.”
“That’s good.” She cuddled in close, “Because I want to be a mother someday too.”
“Someday.” He smiled.
“Yes, someday, but not today or tomorrow or even next week.”
He chuckled, “We don’t have to rush it. I’m in no hurry.”
“Good.” Skylar shifted back over his lap, “Because I’d like us to actually live together before we start making babies.”
That earned her a full laugh, “Are we back to the discussion about moving in?”
“Yes.”
“Then yes, if you’re asking my answer is yes.” He shot her words back at her and watched her grin.
“Finally!”
He smiled back at her as she beamed. He’d made her happy. She made him happy. They were moving in together. They were going to get married someday and someday after that they were going to have a family of their own. And their someday, he realized it didn’t start today. Their someday had started that day on the street when he’d walked up to her and simply said hello to the beautiful blonde that he’d known even then was an angel in disguise.