CHAPTER 30

CHARLOTTE'S POV

I gulped down the glass of water in my hand as I patted my chest gently. Kids? Did I hear him wrongly or something?

Owen cleared his throat as he stared at his food blankly. I started to eat slowly, my mind racing at the thought of actually having kids with Owen.

Stop thinking about that, silly! You and Owen aren't having kids. It was stated clearly in the contract. You're overthinking everything.

“Father, we're taking things one step at a time. It wouldn't be ideal to just rush things like that. Charlotte and I are going on a date this evening.” He stated, his voice calm and gentle.

Mr Walker seemed to be surprised as he stared at Owen in awe. I doubt he's ever heard Owen speak like this before. Man, I'm doing an amazing job on this man.

“A date, you say. That sounds beautiful. I hope you've made arrangements.” He chirped in and I smiled at the memory of the dress in my room.

“Yes he did. He booked a reservation at The Whitney and also got me a beautiful dress. Isn't