Who: Aiden & Lachlan Where: The Bondi, New York City When: Wednesday evening Follows: THIS and THIS______________________________________
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"A bit," Aiden admitted wryly as he set his own glass back down on the bar where they were sitting. He had opted for a Martini tonight, just because he could, and fish the olive out with the stalk. "But don't get me wrong. I'm really happy for all of you. More than happy. You and Tara with RJ, Harri and Ma-James, Andrew with Ali's daughter, Riley and Evie's news. I am happy, and proud of you all. It's just... I might be gay, but I still always thought I'd be a dad one day, somehow. Not Pat's cup of tea, though, and Harri's uterus is occupied. Maybe I'm just broody and clucky now I'm married. I'm sure with enough vodka, I'll get over it."
Lachlan had to tread a little carefully here. The last thing he wanted to do was caused waves in Pat and Aiden's marriage, but Pat hadn't told Aiden about Tara's surrogacy offer for some reason Lachlan was still not privy to. Unfortunately, with all the dramas bubbling around them of late, Lachlan hadn't had a lot of time to lock Pat into a deep heart-to-heart about it. He should have, though. He realised now he should have made the effort, and he would ASAP. But for now, that side of the issue couldn't be broached
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Aiden frowned as he listened closely to Lachlan talk. He didn't miss how the Scottish tone dropped when he started to reference the difficult times he had lived through. He nodded. "You would know. You would know exactly how it feels and on a much larger scale, though. You must have been over the moon to find out Tara was pregnant. I'm glad it didn't stay like that you, man. I don't think I'v'e ever seen a more natural father than you are. Your boy is amazing."
He nodded slowly, swirling the olive back and forth in the clear liquid. "Yeah, Riley said something similar to me about that, and I don't doubt it's true. But it's changed. He doesn't want kids... or doesn't want kids with me. Either way, he doesn't even want to broach the subject. Not that there is any point. Surrogates don't exactly grow on trees, neither do uteruses for gay guys. If only they had a department for them in Tiffanys."
Lachlan smiled. "Cheers, buddy. That means a lot. He is amazing. He and Tara are my world and he's the best thing in my life I ever did. Ever will do. But he was a shock. It took quite a while for me to process the fact he really was incubating in Tara's belly and half of me. The sperm wasnae supposed to work. Dinnae even really scientifically know to this day how it happened, and at the time it came with some heartache. A lot of gossip spanned the issue I wasnae the father and Tara had been sleeping around on me. It was hard for us, but amazing all at the same time. I've had many tests since. Nay sperm. Tara and I havenae used birth control since before the shooting. Riley's our wee miracle."
"But if you had a surrogate, you would like to consider having a family with Pat? If he wanted one, of course?" he asked, trying to piece together the puzzle. "How would you feel if it was the MS that was holding him back?"
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He nodded slowly, swirling the olive back and forth in the clear liquid. "Yeah, Riley said something similar to me about that, and I don't doubt it's true. But it's changed. He doesn't want kids... or doesn't want kids with me. Either way, he doesn't even want to broach the subject. Not that there is any point. Surrogates don't exactly grow on trees, neither do uteruses for gay guys. If only they had a department for them in Tiffanys."
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"But if you had a surrogate, you would like to consider having a family with Pat? If he wanted one, of course?" he asked, trying to piece together the puzzle. "How would you feel if it was the MS that was holding him back?"
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