Kate touched her belly and looked at Arthur.

—Did you bring my purse?

—Yes, boss —Arthur handed it over. Kate searched through it and pulled out a small rectangle, showing it to Bastien, who looked confused.

—What’s this?

—That little bean you see there, can you make it out? —Bastien frowned, trying to understand the image.

—I think so… What is it?

—That little bean is your child —Kate smiled, her eyes full of tears. Bastien’s eyes widened, and he looked at her.

—What!? Kate, say it again.

—It’s your child. I’m pregnant.

—WHAT?! —Bastien hugged her, crying like a child in her arms—. Tell me this isn’t a dream. Tell me it’s true.

—It’s true. I’m nearly three months along. The device I had implanted to prevent pregnancy didn’t stand a chance against your super sperm. I got pregnant anyway. —Bastien smiled through his tears and looked at the little photo, trying to make sense of it.

—I can’t believe it. Kate, a baby. A child. Yours and mine. —Bastien kept hugging her and showering her wi