George held the phone, his heart softened into mush: "You should hurry up and grow up!"
Heather's cheeks were red, somewhat embarrassed as she spoke: "I know, I know, don't worry, I will grow up quickly!
I've thought about it, my sister had a son first, so we'll have a daughter first to balance it out in the family, and then we'll gradually have others."
The little girl spoke sweetly, with a hint of shy tone, every word lingered on George's mind.
He swallowed hard, unable to resist imagining what his daughter with Heather would be like?
If the two weren't separated now, if she weren't still young, he truly wished he could plant a child in Heather's belly right now.
However, George was rational, and he gently said: "You're still young, no rush. I've thought about it; when it comes to having children, let's wait until your body has matured and stabilized, after you turn 24, then we'll consider it."
