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really should start listening to me more. I will never steer you wrong. Now stop letting it stress you out. For months now you have done nothing but stress yourself out, and it is time you start to relax. Warren isn't going to let you down, and you are doing great." Leslie leaned in and kissed the top of his head, cradling him against her as she breathed calmly for him.
    Through all the problems with his parent's deaths and taking over the company, Leslie had done nothing but be there for him. She did all she could to show him she would be his perfect wife if only he would let go. Sharron worried she had given up too much because of this, but Leslie knew it was for the best. And in the end, she was sure she would be able to talk to Adam about the things bothering her.
    Feeling his lips start to brush over where her breasts stuck out of the top of her shirt, she pulled back, keeping her hands clasped behind his neck so she could look into his eyes. There was a bit of mischief in those crystal depths that had her mouth watering for round two, but first she wanted to make her wishes known. She had put them off for far too long, and it was only fair she get them off of her chest.
    "Before you get too distracted, I would like to talk to you about something. It is something that has been on my mind for a really long time." She bit her lip, feeling a rush of adrenaline as she said those words.
    Adam looked up at her, a curious expression covering his face. "Baby, you should know that you can tell me anything you want to. I will always support you and be there for you. I love you."
    Leslie felt like a jerk for waiting so long, but her thoughts and feelings on the subject were real. She had wanted to wait until things were more settled to bring up such a big change. "You know, we have been married for quite some time now, and this year has been hard, but I would really like for us to try and have a baby."
    She was sure her heart would beat out of her chest at any moment. Leslie and Adam had talked about kids when they first got married but agreed they wanted to wait a while. Then, when Adam got so focused on work, she thought bringing it up would cause more problems with them. Watching him as the thoughts rolled through his mind, she wasn't sure she had made the right decision by bringing it up. However, Sharron had made her see she could not just sit back and let Adam have all his dreams. She would have to fight for some of hers.
    "Well, I have to admit, it isn't something I have thought about for a while, but I know it is something we talked about for a long time. I know you want to have children, and I respect that. I want children too, but are you sure now is the time?" He hadn't said no, but he certainly hadn't said yes. Moving from his lap, she walked back toward the counter where the bottle of wine sat, half empty.
    "Adam, I have given up a lot for you. I love you and understand things are hard right now, but this is really important to me. I have to know that you support my dreams as much as I support yours." Leslie went on to explain.
    Hurt filled Adam's eyes, and he stood to walk to her. With a shaking hand, she reached over and grabbed the bottle of wine, pouring herself another glass. His hands slid around her waist, and his lips pressed against the back of his neck. "Don't think a day goes by that I don't realize what you have done for me. I know you had plans and dreams of your own, and I know you gave them all up for me. I get it. I want to give you the world, and I want to give you a child. With Warren coming to work, I think I will be able to get away for a bit, and you and I can work on that."
    His kisses grew to nibbles as his hands slid down the front of her body, pressing her tighter to him. She shivered at the way he felt holding her like that, and though they had just shared a very intimate shower together, the bulge pressed against her backside let her know he was ready for another round. Turning in his arms,