"Sugarcube, you aren't selfish, not at all. I wanted another right after Richie, remember? You said no. So that's.... That's what I've gone by. Don't mean I don't want another baby. I'd love to have a zillion little yous running around here with all that many Maryanne and Clints." She lifted one of her hands from his and caressed his cheek with the backs of her fingers. "Don't matter how many anyone else has."