I stay silent for about a minute. Letting my brain continuously run over what he just said word for word in that very short time. When I get it, I laugh hysterically. "I underestimated you.
You must have gone completely psycho to say that."
"Perhaps. But I am pretty serious." I let out another laughter. I changed my voice into a sarcastic tone. "Oh Calyx darling, I would be honored. Did you expect me to say that? You are barking up a wrong tree to even think that I, Gweneth Iris Calloway, A. K. A mouthing bitch would ever consider that. I would rather be boiled alive in a cauldron of hot oil."
He hums. "I thought as much. So you are not desperate enough huh? It's my fault. I should have made you before proposing this deal."
"You are wrong, Calyx. No amount of desperation would make me result to carrying a monster's seed in this precious womb of mine." My brain hits me with a thought as I say that. "Wait. . . Do not tell me you have alrea—"
