[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.

Rose was in the middle of a practice game when the voice of the man she loves echoes throughout the field. What does he want? What does she say?