Before I retire, I've decided to dip my toes into the dating pool first.
There's this cute young guy who's been chasing me like crazy lately, and he's exactly my type.
I figure I might as well give a relationship a shot. If we end up having a kid somewhere down the line? That wouldn't be half bad either.
Hell, my distant cousin has already been boasting and pushing me to have my own child after the birth of her son.
Her plan to give me baby fever was as clear as day, no need to spell it out.
Somehow, Jeremy caught wind of my little plan.
He very seriously nominated himself for the boyfriend spot.
"I've got a sharp mind. Our kid would be super smart," he argued. "I'm not half bad-looking, either. The kid definitely won't be ugly. And most importantly? I don't care about your money."
