“We’ll find a house we all like, where we’ll make a new life together. The three of us.” His lips skipped playfully across hers. “Or four. Or more.”
She pushed against his shoulders. “Tyler? What are you saying?”
He laughed. “That Faith is already planning a slew of brothers and sisters.”
“But I don’t know if I can have a baby.”
“Of course you can,” he murmured softly, tenderly. “You do everything well, Red.” Love was shining in his eyes as he whispered against her lips, “Some things you do exceptionally well.”