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no, we have a little less than
three weeks to go," she whispers, as she runs her lips down the
hollow of my throat. It was a huge disappointment when the clinic
doctor told us to give the pills a full month before relying on
them to prevent pregnancy, and now here we are, once again trying
to control the urge to ignore his advice. This time, I am the one
to pull away.
    "We promised each other that we wouldn't," I
remind her, trying to ignore her hands undoing the button on my
jeans.
    "I've changed my mind. I have no
self-control. I am at the mercy of my hormones and cannot take full
responsibility for my actions right now," she murmurs, making me
laugh out loud.
    "Well then, I guess it's up to me to be the
strong one," I say as I grasp both her hands and pin them behind
her back. She tosses her head back and looks deep into my eyes.
    "There are other methods of contraceptives
besides the pill you know. Can't you borrow a condom from
Burke?"
    "Cat, the doctor said it has one of the
higher failure rates. I don't want to take any chances on getting
you pregnant, especially now that I know what type of human animal
child we could potentially be creating."
    She looks at me quizzically. "Well you can't
just rinse the non-human DNA out of you Ronan, and eventually, down
the road, we will want to consider starting a family.
Right...?"
    Her question stuns me. I drop her hands and
unintentionally take a step back, "You're kidding," I say, not even
posing it as a question because a question would indicate that
there was more than one answer to consider. "Cat, please tell me
you're kidding," I say again, my voice sounding like it might have
risen another octave.
    She slowly shakes her head no, and my heart
plummets to my feet. We had never talked about our future past
colleges and career goals, but I just assumed that she understood
that children were out of the question, given my screwed up genetic
makeup.
    "Seriously Cat, did you not get anything
from reviewing those documents down there?" I say, unsuccessfully
trying to keep my voice down.
    She starts to speak, but I interrupt her
before she has a chance to reply.
    "Here, in case you missed it, let me run
through my list of animal DNA for you. How about I start with the
large animals first," I say sarcastically. I can tell by the way
she's folding her arms across her body that I've offended her, but
I continue anyway. "Let's see, there's elephant, cheetah, wolf,
dolphin, gorilla, eagle, owl..." She quietly watches as I pace
around the room, reciting all sixty-five genes and finishing with a
reminder about the synthetic, "crapshoot" of man-made DNA. When I
finish, I plop down on the edge of the bed, burying my head in my
hands, waiting for what I was sure would be a reasonable response
indicating that she had come to her senses.
    Instead she says, "Are you finished throwing
your little temper tantrum yet?" stunning me once again.
    My temper flares and I jump to my feet,
closing the distance between the two of us in two easy strides.
    "Cat, this is serious shit! Do you not
understand anything that I've just said?" I seethe, grabbing her by
the shoulders.
    Her dark eyes flash with anger and she
recoils from my grip. We stubbornly lock eyes and for a moment, the
only audible sound is that of our heavy breathing.
    "No, Ronan, I guess I would need a twenty
point IQ boost to follow along on something so complicated," she
says through clenched teeth, rolling her eyes, as she shoves me out
of her way to snatch a pillow from the bed. "I'll sleep on the
couch tonight," she calls over her shoulder as she walks through
the bedroom door.
    I spend the first hour fuming over her
comments, and the next hour mentally defending my position, before
the pain fully settles in. When it hits me, I double over in agony.
Of course, she would want kids. How could I have not predicted
this? I've seen how she takes care of Claire; she's naturally
maternal. How could I be so selfish to ask her to marry me,