CHAPTER 061: A Baby

Caspian's POV

I don't know why I said it. The words just slipped out. But the truth is, I want a baby with Desiree. A cute little redhead.

She freezes for a moment, clearly taken aback. "What do you mean by ‘would it be so bad if we had a baby?’" she asks, her tone sharp. It’s clear she isn’t imagining the same adorable redhead I am.

"Would it?" I ask.

Her reaction is immediate, far from what I was hoping for. "Of course it would," she snaps, standing up from the tub.

Her wet body glistens as she steps toward the shower. I watch her rinse the soap off, her movements tense, not like the usual graceful sway she has. There's a clear wall between us now, something heavy hanging between my stupid question and her frustration.

I can’t help but admire her for a second, even in this moment. God, she’s beautiful when she’s mad. But this is bigger than just a little fight, and I know it.

I drain the tub and follow her into the shower, standing before her as the hot water beats down on both of