She had been confronted with the idea of children before, but she had been young then and not inclined to provide Gaston with miniature versions of him. With Jacob, it was different and while it still scared her, she knew that she wanted to have a family with him.

Her arms were still wrapped around his neck and she brushed her fingers in soothing turns, kissing his lower lip gently. "I do want them someday," she admitted. "And I really would prefer if they were yours."