Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(51)

“I know… it causes my teeth to rot if I sip it instead of drinking it all in one go. God, you’re so annoying sometimes. I’m drinking with a straw, aren’t I? So there shouldn’t be any problem, right? Please, just another one. They make good fresh apple juice here. I like it. And when will you be free again to take me out?”

“No, Max, I won’t allow it.” Clarice didn’t give in to her younger cousin’s plea.

“Fine, meanie,” Max said, poking his tongue out at Clarice, then turned to Elise. He gave her his biggest and cutest puppy dog pleading eyes.

“Don’t fall for it, Elise,” Whitney warned.

“Clarice, can I?” Elise asked, pulling out her wallet, while Max was smiling with glee at the money he was about to receive.

“Ahhh, if you come to my clinic with rotten teeth, I will not be held responsible.” Clarice took a ten-dollar note out of her own wallet and handed it to Max instead.

“Thank you, cuz. I knew I could count on you,” he said, jumping out of his chair. “And that’s what you call reverse psychology, ladies,” he added before smiling and turning his full attention to Elise. “And thank you, Elise, for helping out.”

“You shouldn’t do this, Elise. Always spoiling him,” Clarice said, watching her cousin enter the café.

“I adore him. He’s a good kid,” Elise said, smiling after him. “Anyway, I want to talk to you seriously about your plan for the future, with this man. Are you sure this is what you want?’

“Yes. I’m sure,” Clarice said.

“You won’t get lonely after having the baby with no father?” Whitney chimed in.

“No, I’ve been thinking about this a lot, guys. I know I’m old, and I know no one would consider me at this age.”

“Not that again, Clarice. You know you’re beautiful. You don’t need some guy to tell you that or to make you feel like an angel every morning.”

“I know. That’s what I’m getting at. I’m over being called ugly and teased in the past. I don’t care about that anymore. It doesn’t concern me. What I want right now is a baby. No room for love. I only want to give my love to my baby. But I don’t have time to wait. I feel like this is the perfect time. I need a baby now. If I choose Anton, then my chances are high. I can get pregnant before I turn thirty-five. I don’t want to wake up one morning and realize I’m too old to have a child.”

“You’re right there, but the big question is, how do you plan to go about capturing him?” Elise asked.

“Yes, obviously you can’t just… ask him.” Whitney gave her opinion.

“And that, guys, is where it all stops,” Clarice confessed. She knew she wanted Anton’s sperm, but the thing was she just didn’t know how to go about collecting that sperm. “I have absolutely no idea how to go about this.”

“Would it be better if you just go to the fertility clinic? It saves you from thinking of all these weird ways to capture his sperm,” Whitney suggested.

“I’ve just been to the clinic today. They won’t allow me to see the man’s face,” Clarice said. “I can’t have that. I need to see his face.”

“Clarice, wouldn’t it be better not to have a face to go with the sperm? I mean, what if you ended up liking your sperm donor and hunting him down, only to find he already has a family?” Elise said.

“That’s what the doctor said, but I kind of made a scene already, so I don’t think I’m can go back there,” Clarice said sheepishly.