I watched those two gay men turn all their attention on their son, and something clenched in my chest.
I’d never thought much about having kids. My job was too high-powered and important to allow time for kids. Marrying a woman was out of the question, and so was bringing home a man to be my husband. Plus, my father’d been a workaholic, and I’d never seen him. I didn’t want that kind of relationship with any partner I might have or children I might father. I was also keenly aware any theoretical children I might have might not be my flesh and blood. My parents would’ve flipped their lid over non-blood heirs, although I’d never given two shits about that.
In all that time I hadn’t been thinking about having kids.
Okay, I was lying to myself. I’d thought about it frequently. How I’d do a
