"Beach, beach baby." Ryan sang as we walked off the cruise ship. Today we were stopping at one of the beaches and honestly, it was quite nice to relax beside the ocean. "Find us a spot to sit and I'll get us something with an umbrella in it." Ryan chuckled, walking off to the bar.
I looked around the semi crowded beach and spotted two white chairs, laying back on one of them. I put on my sunglasses and got comfortable in my chair, basking in the sunshine.
"This is awesome." I opened my eyes and saw Ryan standing there with two coconuts with straws in them. "I always wanted to do this." Ryan said, handing over one of the drinks.
"Drink from a coconut?"
"Yes!" He exclaimed, taking a sip from the straw.
"You are such a tourist." I laughed, taking a sip from mine as well. "But these people sure do know how to make a drink, here let me take a picture."
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I reached over to my bag and took out my camera and turned it on, directing it at Ryan. He placed his lips on the straw and I smiled, shaking my head as I took his picture. He sat down next to me, placing his drink on a small table and took my camera out of my hands.
"Excuse you?"
"You have so many pictures of the baby on here." He teased.
"You're one to talk, have you seen your phone?" I asked, retrieving my camera back.
"Are you open to having more kids?" Ryan asked, turning his head in my direction.
"You know I am, I'm assuming you are too?"
"Definitely. It'd be nice to have a son and a daughter, kind of like me and Alli." Ryan smiled. "Carson would always be her protector and they'd always have each other no matter what."
I always pictured myself having kids. I remembered telling my mom even before I started high school I wanted to have at least three kids, as of now I think two is a better number for me and Ryan.
"You really want a daughter."
"We already have a boy and having a girl would be nice too."
"Until they're teenagers."
"Hey, Carson won't always be so innocent either." Ryan chuckled. "I got in trouble myself when I was a teen."
"Meaning he doesn't call in sick to work and then show up in the parking lot of his job and get fired all in the same day, right?" I snickered, taking another sip of my drink.
"That was just plain stupidity and I hated that job too. Now I have a cooler job with cool friends, a hot wife and a cute ass kid."
"You wouldn't be getting that with Wendy's."
"Fuck no."
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Later that night, we were back on the ship and I had just come out of the shower. I slipped on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and walked out of the bathroom, drying my hair with a towel.
"Well I just talked to my mom and touched base, baby's fine." Ryan said, stretching out on the bed. "Come lay with me." He smiled, patting the spot next to him. I smiled, hanging my towel on the back of the bathroom door and laid next to my husband.
"Hi, husband." I greeted, looking up at Ryan.
"Hello, wife." Ryan leaned in and placed his lips against my forehead, lightly kissing it. "I love you." He pulled back, smiling down at me.
"I love you too."
"Do you think when we get back home, we could try for another baby?" Ryan asked.
"Why try when we're back home? You know that's going to be impossible, right?"
"I don't want other people on this ship to hear us." Ryan laughed.
"Your band mates have heard us in the past, not to mention your mother has seen our dining room table with a very noticeable crack in it!"
"She didn't know what it was from." Ryan defended.
"Oh she knew what it was!"
Ryan laughed, looking away and then put his attention back to me, placing his tattooed fingers underneath my chin. He brought my face close to his and gently pressed his lips to mine, letting his lips linger.
"So, yes to having another baby?" He asked, pulling away.
"Meet me here tomorrow at eight." I smirked.
Awwe! They want to have another baby! What do you guys think??
