Summary:

Ilya contemplated his choice of words. “So, maybe three months after honeymoon. Jackie was pregnant.” “Dude,” Hayden scoffed. “Why do you need to know?” He finally turned around to give Ilya a proper scowl. “Is another thing we will beat you at,” Ilya said with a wink. “Maybe in nine months, you will meet baby Hollander.” Hayden groaned, scrunching up his face in disgust as he exited the car. Shane was displaying Ilya’s favorite combination of emotions: embarrassment, annoyance, and arousal. “What the fuck is your problem?” Shane laughed, no venom in his voice. “This is what people do on their honeymoon, yes?” Ilya winked. “Make baby.” * or, post-canon hollanov on their honeymoon, doing what newlyweds do best.