"You mean you are getting married to a woman who isn’t going to give you a child? Aidan are you...?"
"I didn’t say that, I just need to do a little more convincing with her. She needs a little more time to get used to the idea, that’s all." I shrugged again.
"Aidan! To marry is great, but in order to keep this company we need an heir. You need to start working on that immediately!" He was panicking.
"Henry," I stood behind my desk. "I am well aware of the conditions and I am not taking a chance. I will have an heir conceived within the time necessary but I can’t force her to…"
"Like hell you can’t," he argued.
"I may be, and do, a lot of things, but that is not one of them," I spat.
"Are you at least going to go to a doctor before you get married, to ensure you are both healthy and able to conceive a child?"
He was referring to Lilli more so than me and it bothered me, but to be honest he did have a point. I would have to make arrangements for the both of us. If I get a clean bill of health, maybe I would have a better chance of convincing Lilli to sex and conceiving.
"Yes, we’ll be going to a doctor but that’s none of your concern."
"Well, I at least hope you will be going to the family doctor." He stood tall and proud.
"Of course," I sighed.
"Well, then…I hope for all of our sakes you produce a child soon." His badgering started to wear on me. "Good day, Aidan," he nodded and left the office.
Collapsing into my chair, I exhaled.
"Fuck." I picked up the phone and placed a call to the doctor’s office.
Finally, I was able to leave the office around nine o’clock. When I arrived home it was dark and quiet in the apartment. That’s when I remembered Lilli was at work. Getting a beer from the fridge, I then made my way over to the couch. Grabbing the TV remote, I got comfortable and settled in for some ESPN highlights.
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"Hey, Aidan…hey, wake up," First came a nudge, then a shove to my side. "Aidan!" Now two hands pushed at me. Christ those hands feel good.
Stretching, I grabbed the hands and rolled over. When a heavy weight landed on top of me, I jerked awake. With the movement, the weight disappeared. A thud resounded in the room.
"Jeesh, Aidan!"
That was Lilli’s voice.
"Oh shit, Lilli," I said groggily. "I’m sorry." Reaching down to help her up, she was already starting to stand.
"Remind me to never wake you up." She laughed and picked something up off the floor.
"Sorry," I rubbed my eyes. "I must’ve fallen asleep."
"Really? I thought you were just practicing your snoring technique," she giggled.
"I don’t snore."
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, loser." She walked away with a large smile on her face.
"I don’t snore," I yelled.
"Okay, whatever you say," She giggled again.
I stood up and turned off the TV, heading upstairs myself.
"Did you tell them you were done working there?" I asked right before she was about to enter her room. She froze in her doorway. "Lilli?"
"Yeah?" She deflected.
"I’ll take that as a no," I sighed. "You need to tell them."
"I know," she said.
As she entered her room, I caught a glimpse of the creamy skin exposed by her barely there bar attire. Something primal boiled inside me, demanding for me to lock her in that room until she agreed to fully clothe herself in public. Instead, I went to my own room and lay in my own bed, thoughts of a scantily clad Lilli running through my head.
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The next morning Lilli was still sleeping and I was heading to work. I left a note telling her about the doctor’s appointments I had set up and when she needed to be there.
The next week went by quickly and without too much of grandfather’s will craziness. I had only one visit from my Uncle, which went about as well as the first visit. Then there was James and his adamant need for guy’s night before getting married.
Thursday night we met at my place. James arrived at my apartment just as I’d gotten home from work. We waited for the rest to show up.
"So where’s the fiancée?" James chuckled.
"She would be at work, dear cousin." I tossed him a beer.
"When’s the big day? I’m sure Viola is making sure there’s a wedding." He smiled, twisting the cap off his beer.
"Still waiting to find that out myself," I laughed just as there was a buzz at my door.
"Oz," I exclaimed, opening the door. "Good you could make it on such short notice." I patted his back as he walked in the door.
As I was closing the door, it was shoved back toward me.
"Not so fast fucker!" Dixon stood with his big thick arm propped against the door. "So, did she kick your ass?" He chuckled walking through the door.
"What?" I shut the door.
"Lilli. Did she kick your ass? Come on, I know she did something. This is my best friend we’re talking about." He plopped onto the sofa and put his feet on the coffee table.
"She threw a tantrum in front of the building," I shrugged.
He raised his eyebrow.