Sometimes saying those three words are hard

Aminta bit her lip as she listened to the advisors talking about her and Will along with what would be expected of them with in the next few years. It was odd because she was not used to it considering her and Will were just now becoming good mates to each other.

Will had his arms crossed over his chest, as his eyes focused on the people before him. However his mind was not as focused, seemingly daydreaming but other matters.

"You do need to have children soon." Said Nathaniel.

Aminta glared at the man who was trying to become the head advisor. "Excuse me what was that you just said to me? I need to have children?" She straightened. "You do not tell me what I need to do."

Will chuckled. "We will have children when we are ready to. No need to rush us."

"It is expected of you."

Aminta rolled her eyes. "And it's expected of you to actually learn your place."

"What she means is that us having children is to be discussed by ourselves in private." He took her hand, trying to calm her down.

"No I meant what I said." Aminta said with a glare at the adviser. "You are an adviser not my father."

He put his hand over her mouth. "As you can see she has had a long day. We both need our own time to think over this meeting. Can we be excused?"

Nathan glared slightly. "Yes."

Aminta started to mumble against Will's hand growling in anger at the glare the man was giving her.

He smiled and led her out the room, kicking. He kept his hand on her mouth, making sure she would not say anything that would get them in trouble.

"Calm down Aminta."

Aminta growled lightly trying to move away from him.

He sighed. "I know you want to kick their asses but you can't, now calm it."

Aminta huffed and stopped trying to escape. She opened up their link. They are all assholes

"That they are baby. But you can't get yourself all upset, like they want you to do." He removed his hand from her mouth.

Aminta sighed. "Fine. Come on I need to check the progress of the remodeling of our rooms."

"I don't see why we have to remodel them." He followed behind her.

"Because you didn't want to stay in my rooms and I refuse to be in the rooms your ex whore had sex with you in." Aminta responded as she walked.

He chuckled. "Someone's jealous."

Aminta turned. "If I had sex with Avon in my rooms what would you say?"