Honey was sitting down at her desk in the den area of her home. Grading her student’s papers, she smiled to herself at the results of her students. They had done exceedingly well and she prided herself on being such a great teacher. The test results of her class proved it! After she had graded the last paper she slipped her reading glasses off and placed them in the case on her desk. Getting up from her seat, she walked into the kitchen debating on what she should make herself to eat. Opening the refrigerator door, she quickly glanced at the contents therein. Sighing, she closed the door and settled on making herself a salad. If Jackie was home, she would have made something fancy but she didn’t want to eat something like that by herself.
She sighed again. Why was she the motherly type? Aw well. Jackie was working long hours on the police force and Honey missed her wife dearly. Their relationship was a great one and Honey smiled to herself thinking about their wedding day, when Jackie had even dressed up in a dress. Something she rarely ever did. Honey chuckled to herself at the memory. Smiling, she reflected on the past and then came back to the present. Something was on her mind that she needed to talk to Jackie about. Something she never thought would come up. Honey wanted a child with Jackie. Although she didn’t think she would ever have kids and used to be so adamantly against having children, her biological clock was ticking. Although, maybe a dog or a cat would suffice. After all, children eventually grew up to leave the nest right? Still, Honey wanted a child and she knew talking about that with Jackie was something that needed to be done. Her wife had never mentioned wanting children and Honey was briefly reminded of one of her college assignments. She chuckled to herself again at that thought. Raising a doll for a child psychology class was just ludicrous.
Honey forced her mind to go to another topic. She had been writing a book since her first day of college before she even met Jackie. Still, her manuscripts never flowed well and always, Honey started over from scratch. She wanted something perfect and no matter what, she couldn’t get exactly what she wanted down on the page. Granted, she was her own worst critic but she still wanted something substantial. Originally, Honey had been writing nonfiction pieces, but as soon as she drifted over to writing fiction, the words flowed more easily. Of course, she had also ended up unintentionally staying up late through the night much to Jackie’s dismay. Honey smiled again at the memory of the other night when Jackie and she had made love to each other. Her spine tingled with pleasure at the thought. Jackie’s touch would never get old to her.
After she was done with the salad Honey placed her bowl in the sink and grabbed a glass of water. Once she cleaned her dishes and put them away, she quickly skimmed through her students’ papers. She heard the rustle of the front door opening and looked at the clock.
‘Eleven already?’ Honey thought to herself and blinked.
The door knob turned and her brown haired, blue eyed lover walked in. Jackie’s hair was matted to her head with sweat and her blue police uniform clung to her lithe build. Even through the years Jackie was in decent shape, and had gained some decent musculature in her arms and legs. Honey breathed.
“You’re still awake?” Jackie asked as shock displayed across the soft features of her face.
“I was just about to go to bed.” Honey replied.
Still, Honey walked over to Jackie and threw her arms around her neck. She rested her head on Jackie’s shoulder. Jackie placed her arms around Honey in a protective embrace and just held her tight. Honey melted into Jackie, loving the comfort of being in her arms. Holding her like this and being held by her, made Honey content. Jackie looked down at her wife who was in her white bathrobe and she stroked Honey’s blond hair. She loved this woman so much! The blond looked up at her, Honey’s green eyes staring into Jackie’s blue depths. Honey was glad Jackie was home and wanted nothing more than to stay in her embrace but she relented.
“You need a shower.” Honey said to Jackie.
Jackie smiled at her wife, since this was Honey’s way of welcoming her home whenever she stayed up late. Still, the bags under Honey’s eyes and the habits that Honey had been picking up worried her. Jackie had even asked her to not stay up so late. After all she had children to teach and Honey was less than desirable when she didn’t get enough sleep. Honey said she was writing a book and Jackie had always nodded at this. Understanding creative types had weird and wacky schedules, but she worried about Honey’s well-being. However, she had never finished a book much to Jackie’s dismay. Jackie kissed the top of Honey’s head and tried to break the embrace but Honey held her even tighter. Looking down, Honey looked up at her and smiled.
“I love you Jackie!” Honey said.
“I love you too Honey, always!” Jackie answered and smiled back.
Jackie kissed her and then broke the embrace. Heading up the stairs to the master bedroom, she pulled out a change of clothes and hopped into the shower. Once she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Honey still up laying down in their bed. Honey’s face was in deep consternation and Jackie resisted the urge to gulp. Instead she got in under the covers next to Honey.
“Are you okay?” Jackie asked her wife.
“I’ve been thinking about something.” Honey said.
“I can tell,” Jackie answered. “What is it?”
“I think we should expand our family.” Honey
“Hmm,” Jackie said confused. “How?”
“Well, I don’t know how to say this Jackie.” Honey said.
“Just tell me Honey.” Jackie said. “You can tell me anything you know that.”
“I think we should have a child.” Honey said.
Jackie’s eyes widened. What? She shook her head in disbelief. They were only married a year and now Honey wanted kids? She had never mentioned wanting kids before and Jackie didn’t know what to think. What the heck was wrong with her? Jackie knew she would definitely not make a good parent. Honey would, but if she had a child they would both be parents. There was no way this would work! She sighed.
“It’s only been a year Honey.” Jackie answered.
“I want a child Jackie,” Honey said. “One we can raise together.”
“How about a dog?” Jackie asked.
Honey playfully slapped Jackie who only smiled in turn. She looked at Jackie with rage in her eyes. Honey’s wife finally gulped.
“Can you take this seriously please?” Honey demanded.
‘Okay, then Honey!’
“Alright, well who is going to carry or are we adopting?” Jackie asked.
“I don’t know yet,” Honey admitted. “I don’t know about adopting or not but if someone was to carry I would. Your job is too risky for the sake of a baby.”
Jackie nodded somewhat relieved. She didn’t want to ever get pregnant and she didn’t think Honey wanted children although she was the nurturing type. Jackie should have figured this would happen sooner or later. Any woman that was a nurturing type always wanted children eventually. Well, not always, but a majority of the time they usually did.
“Well, can I think about it for a bit?” Jackie asked.
“Yes, of course baby. I just wanted to talk about it now is all?” Honey said. “I don’t know how we would afford it either but I was thinking about it.”
“It’s okay Honey,” Jackie said and caressed Honey’s face.
Honey leaned her face into the caress and then kissed Jackie. Afterwards she snuggled into Jackie like she always did and placed a hand on her chest. Honey had quickly fallen asleep with Jackie’s arm around her.
Jackie stared at the ceiling. She still hadn’t told Honey about the five million her father had given them for their wedding day. Money was definitely not an issue for them but Honey didn’t know that yet. In truth Jackie was trying to figure out what to do with that money, since they obviously didn’t need it. They had gotten by on their own and Honey had no extravagant and really expensive dreams. Had that been the case, she would have told her sooner. Still she did put the money in a savings account in case they did go through any rough times. As of right now, that hadn’t come up. Honey was great at budgeting money and even utilized dollar stores for necessary items. It amazed her how resourceful Honey could be living on a budget. She was a teacher that truly practiced living within her means and she was happy. Honey never stated otherwise and Jackie loved being with her.
But a child? That would mean telling Honey about the money they had. Would Honey forgive her for keeping this a secret from her? Not to mention it was physically impossible for Jackie to give Honey a child unless they adopted or Honey got artificially inseminated. This was something she was going to have to think through. Honey had never mentioned wanting a child before and Jackie was briefly reminded of a college assignment that Honey had to do at one point involving a doll. Ah, memories.
Jackie pondered this over. How could she distract Honey from wanting a child for a little while at least? She knew from experience that once Honey’s mind was set on something she’d stop at nothing to get it. Hearing Honey snoring lightly, she stroked the blonde’s head. ‘Hmm, maybe a puppy would work?’ Having no clue on how to put a stop to this crazy idea she fell asleep. This was going to be a huge dilemma.