He nodded.
They walked through the rest of the lower level with a dining room and kitchen and the family room. Then they wandered upstairs to the bedrooms and loft.
“Logan? How many kids?”
“Pregnancy and childbirth went all right for you so … as many as God gives us?”
Her eyes nearly bulged out of her face. “You want to go that route?”
He shrugged. Despite years of not being careful to avoid pregnancy, they’d only ever conceived the one time.
“I think we should wait a little while to try, but do you think we can handle four kids?”
“Of course. Isn’t that what we talked about way back in the day?”
“When we were seventeen?”
He nodded. “So five total.”
She deflated slightly. “Five. Maybe six total.”
It was his turn to raise his eyebrows. “How about we get our feet under us, get used to this whole healthy marriage thing again, and then let God guide how many.”
“I love that idea.” She tucked herself up against him. “What if we had twins?”
He closed his eyes. Twins would be a lot. “A double blessing, I suppose.”
She laid her head on his chest. “What if we can’t get pregnant again?”
He ran his hand up and down her back and cupped her face with the other. “We’ll take on those challenges as they come. But maybe we can adopt or open our home to families that need help. God will use us and this home however He chooses. We’re His, and I pray we’ll be a part of furthering His kingdom.”
“It is so good to hear you talk like that.”
God had done a major work in Logan’s life. He had a long way to go, but he prayed he’d be the husband AJ needed him to be. He prayed he’d love her the way Christ loved the church.
“Whatever comes, I love you.” Logan kissed her forehead.
“I love you too.”
He held AJ close. And he would continue to do so. Forever and always.