I pulled her into my warm embrace again, nuzzling those soft curls.
“I absolutely want more,” was my firm answer. “I want a little girl who looks just like you, and then another little boy, and then at least one more girl. What do you say, sweetheart? Are you on board? Are you ready to become mother to a brood of eight or more? Maybe even ten?”
And the answering sigh that escaped her lips gave me my answer. Because yes, I’m the fertility doctor, but my woman is the true babymaker. She started out as an innocent patient in my office, worried about her chances of conceiving. But as a reproductive specialist, I’ve shown Connie that she has nothing to fear … and I plan on doing it all over again!
THE END