Tilda's complexion went white. She set down her fork, stood up, and declared, “Sorry, I don't need to think it over. I reject your offer.

Please find someone else."

Rosalynn and Brian entered the car.

Rosalynn shut the door, replaying the recent events in her head.

“I wonder if they'll make any headway."

Brian secured the seat belt for her and reassured, "Don't worry. With Sheldon's assistance, they're bound to bond."

The thought of Sheldon brought a smile to Rosalynn's face.

"Honey, isn't that kid quite fascinating? If our future baby is just as delightful, I'll be overjoyed every day.”

Brian secured the seat belt and embraced her.

"Why do I sense a bit of grumbling? Do you find it dull being with me?"

Caught off guard, Rosalynn playfully jabbed his chest. “If you keep up with comments Like that, you'll keep me laughing endlessly."

Brian lifted her hand to his lips for a gentle kiss.

"No, you'll end up with wrinkles. Women are so complicated. You'll end up blaming me for those lines."

Rosalynn was at a loss for words. What an eloquent man!

"That's sophistry."

Brian nodded, his smile hinting at mischief.

"Yep, it's sophistry. But no matter, I've got a different way to cheer you up. It'll not just lift your spirits, but also promise eternal youth.”

“What are you getting at?" Rosalynn's eyes widened in disbelief.

“Think about it. You know what I mean."

With a mischievous glint, Brian leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips, his hands gently exploring her legs.