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jump onboard the change me train, it wouldn’t be now. I was only twenty three and had so much to do. Things only humans could do. Not to mention it was outright crazy to jump into forever with a man and give up your humanity all the same day you met them.
    “First, yes,” I agreed because there was really not much I wanted more. “I want that to be true so very badly, but you have to know upfront we will never be always.”
    “I find that an unacceptable starting point.” His voice was very controlled. Almost too controlled, and his body went stiff beneath me and not the good kind of stiff, either. “I need one good reason why.”
    “I want more than a partner.” My voice dropped no more than a whisper. Today was too much, too soon, and yet in some ways it was just right…except this. This was non-negotiable. Not for me, anyways. “I want a family one day.”
    He tilted my chin up until I was looking at him. “And you think that being with me and having a family are mutually exclusive.” He wasn’t angry or sad even. I couldn’t place exactly what he was.
    “They sort of are.” He knew as well as I did that vampires couldn’t procreate, not in the same sense. I mean, sure they could turn someone, but you can only turn adults. That was a rule all sides agreed on, and who could blame them? You froze in time when you turned and a forever toddler or preteen was not fair to anyone, especially said child.
    “Oh love, this is going to be our first night of many. Many more than you can even fathom and fear not, we can make all of your and my wishes come true.” I couldn’t help it and burst out laughing. Call it stress. Call it exhaustion. Call it whatever. “Why are you laughing, Angel?” I must have sounded like a crazy person laughing there on his lap because he sounded more worried than anything else. Maybe he thought I stepped off the crazy train. Not that I could blame him if he did.
    “Because.” I tried to reign in my laughter with minimal success. “Earlier tonight I was touched by your over openness with your feelings and lack of spouting sonnets, and here you all spouting away.”
    “You are right, of course.” His eyes stopped my laughter dead in its tracks. Something about the seriousness in his tone told me the next part of our conversation was going to take turn toward the important. Not that babies weren’t important, but yeah. Tides were going to change or whatever that saying was. “But please be assured of their sincerity.”
    “I feel they are, I just laugh when I get nervous.” Talking about life altering decisions all in a row like this was too much, especially on no sleep. It had to be getting close to midnight.
    “And you are nervous because?” He set me off of his lap and onto the couch, kneeling in front of me so we were face to face, yet not touching. I wanted to stay cozy where I was, but his actions told me more than his words. He wanted me to be able to think clearly, which was something I had no hope of doing while sitting on his lap, his hardness pressed against my belly and his hands on me. Nope, it was impossible under that situation.
    “Would you like the list?” I fell back to humor. It so didn’t belong here, but it made things less tense for me. I only hoped he would see my feeble attempt at funny for what it was… a defense mechanism.
    “I did ask.” No, he wasn’t seeing the humor. He wanted to know. The least I could do was be honest.
    “I’m nervous because tomorrow I will tour what might become the first real chance my sister has had since that night all those years ago. I’m nervous because you are promising me things I dared not dream aloud before today. I’m nervous because you make me feel and want to do things I have never felt nor desired before today and what was that other thing…oh yeah, you plan to eat me for dessert. I mean…screw it, you know what I mean.” It all came out like one rambly babbly mess and at the speed of lightening.