The Best Friend's Contract

"I'm not busy. We can talk," He replies.

Just like that, he starts to take off his glasses and place it on his desk as I make my way inside his office and straight towards him-my body slightly nervous with this current situation as he starts to eye me up and down, trying to find the flaw somewhere. The words 'we

need to talk' or 'I want to talk' or 'we have to talk' are quite scary if the person means a lot.

"What's wrong, Kenna? Did I do something wrong? Is there anything wrong with us that I did not realise?" He asks, his brows frowning in confusion before standing up, standing in front of me as he starts to reach out for my hands. "Tell me ... tell me what's wrong," He adds.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"I've been doing a lot of thinking about us and about our future. Things will change in the upcoming weeks and I want to know what do you expect from our marriage," I reply with my lips slowly curving up into a smile as he continues to stare at me in confusion, his thoughts probably running wild of trying to figure this whole thing out.

I don't simply want to tell him like 'I'm pregnant' and not hear any point of view from him, only to force him into a certain situation where he's forced to be in this with me. We've talked about how babies are cute and children are a blessing to the world and even to the parents, I've seen Aidan treat Ava and Leo-Mia and Tony's boy with care and love. I see how he looks at them with light glistening in his eyes yet I still wonder if he ever want one of his own.

He clears his throat, "You're asking if I see something in our future?"

"Yeah, sort of. When you think of me and what we have, what do you see? If you look at other people who are also in a relationship, what do you think? Do you get envious? Do you feel like you want to have what they don't have?" I continue to ask, trying to solve the hints.

With his hands still gripping tightly onto mine, I find him leaning back on his desk before taking a seat, pulling me closer towards him as I stand in between his legs. "When I look at you, I see the woman that I love. My best friend, my wife and my lover-you're the one that completes me in every single way that I lack... when I look at other people in a relationship, I think that I have more than what they have which answers to your other questions." He replies, his eyes looking deeply into mine as if he's trying to ensure me.

"I don't understand, Kenna. What is it that's in your mind?" He raises an eyebrow, taking one of my hand and place it on his chest near his heart.

Without even thinking, I place his the palm of his hand on my flat stomach which causes his frown to grow as he looks down at my stomach and up to my face but everything crushes down as soon as I realise that he doesn't seem to understand a single thing. "Do you have a stomach ache? Are you on your period?" The next couple of questions that has escaped his lips, ends up making me laugh.

"Do you want to have kids, Aidan?" I ask, straight forwardly.

The way his pupils dilate at the word 'kids' has somehow ensured me of the possibility. My heart is somehow 'jumping' up in joy at how his grip softens, "Yes, I do want to have kids. Is that question has been bothering you? You do know that I love Ava and Leo, which means more than just me liking my niece and nephew, right?" He continues.

"I mean, do you see yourself with one?" I keep on asking, trying to make sure that I get the answer that I need.

He chuckles softly, "Yeah, I see myself with one or more if it's with you-"

I cut him off, "-generally speaking, Aidan... do you see yourself as a dad? Do you see yourself having kids to take care of and unintentionally end up wasting your youth Do you see yourself waking up in the morning to change their diapers or sing them to sleep?" I say, as I start to grow impatient, wanting. an instant and clear answer instead of something blunt.

After staying quiet for a couple of seconds, "Yes I do see myself as a dad, I see myself having kids to take I care of and unintentionally end up wasting my youth, I see myself waking up in the morning to change their diapers and I see myself singing them to sleep. At the end of the day, I see myself having kids with you. I see myself experience it with you," He lifts my chin up.

"So, Kenna... the answer to your questions is yes. Now, tell me, what's wrong? Why is this suddenly bothering you?" He asks.

I breathe out, "Because I'm pregnant."

Just as I expected, he would be

frozen at his spot. Rigid. The way his

body tenses for a short couple of seconds as both of his hands loosen its grip around my own causes me to look deeply into his brown eyes and search for some kind of escape if he ever needs one but what I find is his lips curving up into a smile as his arms begin to wrap around my waist.

"When did you find out?" He asks, one hand on my stomach which spreads warmth all over my body, letting me relax.

"A couple of days ago. I was late and I started to have the symptoms. It just occurred to me but I was scared if you didn't want the baby," I reply with my hands placing on his shoulders as he keeps on holding me close, letting me lean forward towards his body.