Jackson was sure he hadn't heard the love of his life right. He had to be hearing things. Surely she wouldn't have said-
"Did you hear me?" she interrupted his thoughts.
"I think so? But I'm sure I heard it wrong. I thought you said you want to have a baby."
"I did."
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"We talked about that. We aren't ready for kids. I'm not... fuck Em; you can't drop that kind of shit on me. I mean someday sure, but someday isn't today."
"I'm not ready for a baby either. We aren't even married."
"Then why the hell are you talking about having a baby?"
"Because I want to have your brother's baby."
Jackson spit the water he'd just taken a drink of out and it spewed across the room, "The hell did you just say?"
"I want to have your brother's baby?"
"I think I need to sit down. What the hell did I do to deserve this mess? When is it ever okay for a man's fiancée to start talking about having kids with another man, especially his brother? Fuck me."