After Heath returns from Saudi Arabia, they have him and Maryse over for a early evening, Monroe Skye running around and charming all of them with her soft attempts at speech and her wide, dark eyes. Alicia holds her as much as she can and Ricardo plays with her whenever she's free of the women, which admittedly isn't much. Maryse is showing heavily now and Ricardo's eyes trail over to Alicia a time or two, lips twitching into a small smile when their eyes lock.

Heath looks nervous, shrugging. "I'm thinkin' about askin' for a raise," he says, hand resting soothingly over his wife's stomach as their child kicks and stirs inside of her. "There's a lot goin' on- the extra money'd be real nice."

Maryse rests her hand over his, squeezing. "Maybe, but we're doing ok as is, so please don't beat yourself up if the McMahons refuse. We know how they've been lately."

"Yeah," Heath sighs. "Yeah..." He looks away for a second, then turns back towards his family, smiling. "Just still gotta try, right?"

"Of course," she says softly, stroking his cheek tenderly, leaning in to kiss him.

"Anything you need," Alicia is telling Maryse once they've had their fill of chatter and food, helping them all to the door with promises to do it again some time in the hopefully not so distant future. "If anything ever happens, especially when Heath is on the road, we'll be right here whatever you need, just call us. Ok?" The women embrace and Maryse and Heath call out their goodbyes as they ease their sleeping daughter into her car seat to get her home.

Once the car is little more than gleaming lights in the distance, Ricardo heads back inside and settles down on the couch, sighing as he flicks through sports channels, looking for something interesting to watch. His focus is diverted, however, when Alicia walks between him and the TV, slowly pulling the skirt of her dress up as she settles on his legs and straddles him against the back of the couch, hands warm against his face. "Oh," she sighs softly, kissing him. "Isn't Monroe Skye adorable?" she whispers.

"Ye- yeah," he says, gripping her hips to keep her from sliding off and hurting herself. "Alicia... What're you doing?"

"I'd think it'd be obvious by now," she hums, warm soft presses of her lips under his ear, down his jaw, sending shocks of heat and hunger along his body. When he moans, startled and deep, she laughs and kisses him again. "I know we've kinda talked about it before," she says, his hands trailing along her skirts and leaving her gnawing at her lips. "But never too seriously..." She cradles his face, stares deep into his eyes with a soft smile. "I don't think WWE wants me anymore, so I'm just gonna be stuck here riding out my contract until they let me go."

"So what do you want to do?" he wonders, thinking maybe modeling, or designing, or-

Then she presses her lips to his ear and kisses the spot tenderly, before easing back just a little. "I want to have babies," she says with a giggle.

Time stops. His brain shortcirquits, all focus just on the warmth of her against him, her hips making these slow, gentle shifting motions against his thighs. "Wha- what?" he finally asks, voice shaking and weak.

Her gaze is fixed, certain in her decision, as she leans closer. "I want to have your babies," she reinforces and he swallows hard, suddenly choked up with emotions. "I know you've always wanted it," she whispers. "With Paige, and everything going on with your health the last few years, there were always lingering doubts where you thought you'd never have the opportunity, right? It always broke my heart when you talked about your nephew and niece, because I can tell you'd be such a great parent, and any child would be lucky to have you. This is me telling you, now that I have the time and opportunity, I'm going to do whatever I have to do to make you a father."

He shudders and tears drip down his face. "you... I love you," he chokes out. "I love you so much."

She smiles and kisses him again. "I love you too." She brushes her nose against him, shifting her skirts once more, and he makes a soft, needy sound as she stares at him mischeviously. "Even if it doesn't happen right away," she tells him, tangling her hands in his hair and stroking along his scalp. "We're definitely gonna have fun practicing..."