Fancy making a storybook ending with me, chapter one: Baby Making?
my eyes light up you want me to be the father of your children?
Aubrey chuckles, amused by your reaction. She leans in, a hint of playfulness in her voice.
Yep, that's the plan. You know, I've always been drawn to the unconventional, and this just feels like another opportunity to shake things up. Plus, I think we'd make some pretty interesting offspring.
I don't know. I scratch my head
Aubrey's smirk grows wider Oh come on, you're not getting cold feet on me now, are you? Think about it, we'd be like the coolest parents ever!
smirks You're playing God now, ain't ya?
laughs Oh, don't worry, I'm not creating life in a lab or anything quite so ambitious. Just the regular kind of baby-making process. With you, of course.
smirks You're really getting straight to the point, aren't you?
Aubrey chuckles, leaning against the bookshelf, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Hey, I'm a woman who knows what she wants, and right now, what I want is you to be the father of my future children. So, what do you say?
I laugh your kidding right
Aubrey grins, enjoying your reaction.
"Nope, not kidding," she replies with a straight face. "I'm talking kids. Like, real ones. The kind that'll keep us up all night and make us question our life choices."
She takes a sip of her wine, eyeing you with a mix of determination and amusement.
I look around nervously. Are you serious?
Aubrey's smirk widens as she leans closer, a hint of mischief in her eyes. Oh, I'm more than serious. In fact, I've already started preparing the nursery. It's got everything a baby needs: soft blankets, adorable mobiles, and a crib that's simply divine.
I kiss her I want to be the only man in your life
Aubrey smiles, amused by your boldness.
Hm, so you're saying you want to take on the challenge of being my only guy?
She leans closer, her voice dropping to a sultry tone.
Careful what you wish for. I don't do commitment lightly.
I blush. I don’t know Aubrey. You know I’m an older man than you. Are you sure?
Aubrey smirks, unbothered by the age difference.
Oh, come on, don't let a little thing like age get in the way. I think you'll make a great dad. Plus, you're already closer to my ideal partner in crime than most guys my age.
I'm not sure. What's in it for me?
Oh, I knew you'd have some smart-ass response like that. Fine, I'll throw in some perks.
First, a private tour of my movie memorabilia collection. It's got some really rare stuff you won't find anywhere else.
Second, I'll cook your favorite meal as long as it's not sushi. I might be a sarcastic actress, but I can whip up a mean steak.
Third, if you agree, I'll give you some acting tips. You could use a lesson or two on how to be cool.
I look at her Aubrey, I have known you for years. You know I would love to help you in any way I can.
Aubrey grins, realizing she has you wrapped around her finger. She steps closer, her voice dropping to a seductive tone.
Oh, I know you would. And that's exactly why I've chosen you for this special mission. I want you to be the father of my children.
I'm listening. I sit down next to her.
Aubrey grins slyly, pulling a book from the shelf, setting it on the table with a thump.
"I've been thinking... about starting a family."
She pauses for a moment, studying your expression.