Make it work

Later that evening, Ronnie and I got together in my apartment we rented together.

Ronnie was leaning her head on my shoulder, her arms wrapped around my neck.

We were sitting on the couch, watching a movie, and enjoying each other's company.

Suddenly, I had an idea. It was a bit impulsive, but I felt like it could work.

"Ronnie, let's make a baby," I said.

She lifted her head from my shoulder and looked at me with surprise. "What?" she asked.

"If you got pregnant, then our parents would have no choice but to approve of us getting married," I explained.

Ronnie's eyes widened as she considered my proposal.

"That's a brilliant idea," she said, her smile slowly faded away. "but..."

"But?" I raised my eyebrows.

Ronnie shook her head, "I want to get married first before having a baby, Derek."

I knew that was coming. "Our parents would never approve of our wedding unless they're backed against the corner," I countered. "You having a baby clinches it."

"I can't," Ronnie said, her tone p