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Lily Rose, Adam had taken Alicia over to their house to meet his infant niece. Alicia had been instantly smitten with the baby, as expected. She loved children and was always happy to be around them. While she’d had her turn holding the beautiful baby and cooing at her, someone had teased her about having one of her own. To his surprise, she’d agreed that it was time.
    “I do want a baby, more than anybody knows. In fact, I’m going to have one. In two years, I’m having a baby no matter what.”
    The calm assurance with which she’d uttered the words had shaken Adam. At that precise moment a pain had pierced his heart, a sensation totally foreign to his normal range of emotions. He’d had a primal revelation, a flash of insight that stunned him. Nobody’s putting a baby in her except me. If she wants a baby, I’ll give her one. As many as she wants, but no one else is putting their hands on her.
    Adam did take a long swallow of water at that point; the mere memory of that episode still caused him to sweat a little. He’d never considered marriage or children up until that point, and it wasn’t as though the many women in his life hadn’t tried to lead him that way. He’d been totally content to lead the life of a happy, handsome bachelor until the moment he’d seen his best friend cuddling his tiny niece. At that very second his whole world had been rocked and rocked hard.
    He stood up quickly and stretched. He took the bot tl e of water with him as he went into his bathroom.   Like everything else in the loft, it wa s custom designed just for him.  A long hot shower before bed was just what he needed. In a few minutes he was standing under a forceful stream of hot water lathering his body with the special hard-milled soap with which Alicia kept him supplied. He loved the big oversized bars from Spain and Portugal and France. Even the fact that they were highly scented delighted him because they reminded him of her. And she always got him sandalwood or pine scents, things that weren’t too feminine. He didn’t want to admit it, but he wished she were in the shower with him. He’d almost gotten that wish two weeks before. It was the third incident that had made him realize once and for all that he wanted more from Alicia than he’d ever acknowledged.
    ***
    Two weeks earlier
    The Range Rover sailed over U.S. 10 W heading to Idlewild , Michigan. Alicia was relaxed and almost completely happy as she checked out the scenery. It was a bright and sunny, albeit cold, day. Frank Zappa was blasting out of the stereo and Adam was singing along with the music. The only thing that was missing to make her day perfect was a pit stop. Adam was determined to make the four-hour drive without a break, something that was making her really uncomfortable.
    “Adam, I don’t care if you have to pull over next to a tree, I have to go. You know I have a bladder the size of a pea; why do you do this to me?” she complained.
    “Okay, we’ll stop at the next exit,” he said. “I don’t think you want to be dropping trou by the side of the road; there’s a lot of wildlife around here.”
    Sensing another one of Adam’s tall tales, she raised an eyebrow. “Wildlife? Like what?”
    “The usual. Deer, raccoons, wild turkeys, bears, coyotes,” he said with a sidelong glance at her to see if she believed it.
    “You’re making that up,” she said slowly.
    “Oh yeah? Check that out,” he replied, pointing out his window.
    Alicia’s mouth fell open as she beheld a herd of buffalo. They were confined in a corral and were obviously domesticated, but it was a weird sight nonetheless.
    “Would you look at that? A buffalo farm. Who would believe that?” She continued to stare at the huge, shaggy creatures as the SUV sped past. They passed a Christmas tree farm and then she caught sight of a sign that made her laugh out loud.
    “Dairy Doo? What kind of place is that?” she asked curiously.
    “It’s a dairy farm that also