Eric's hand began to wander, and Ella, blushing, grabbed his hand. "Behave yourself, I'm not feeling well tonight."
Eric reluctantly withdrew his hand. "That's why I suggested you go to the hospital. Maybe… you're pregnant again."
Ella was startled. After having the twins, she and Eric had been using contraception. How could she possibly be pregnant?
"It's not entirely impossible. You should still go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow, or I could buy you a pregnancy test kit?" Eric said, his self-absorption evident, his lazy demeanor almost nonchalant, but with a hint of joy in his eyes.
"It'd be great if this time it's a girl," Eric said with a light laugh. "If we have a daughter, I'll dress her up like a little princess—hopefully she'll look eight parts like you."
Ella looked a bit down. "Alright, I'll go get checked tomorrow."