I only smile, his taunt of telling Alex didn’t bother me in the slightest, I was sure he would. “Of course, because god forbid you change because you realized you made a mistake. No, only the threat of Alex lost to you was going to bring about your turnaround.”
His laughter is loud, “And you said Alex was intelligent. I can’t wait to see the grandchildren you two will give me.”
“Well, you’re going to have to take better care of yourself because it will be at least two years and not a day sooner. I want some more time to enjoy my husband before the bed gets crowded with children on a Sunday morning.”
“Thank you for giving me my son back, Grace.”
“Andrew, you always had your son. I just made it so that you both knew it. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
Two weeks later
A slap lands on my ass and I moan, “Up, baby if we don’t leave soon, we’ll be back in Chicago late and your inner clock will be all messed up for work on Monday.”
“Alex, I thought the whole point in having your own plane means you leave on your schedule. Come back to bed.” His eyes darken as I pull off the sheet. His father had made his jet available for Alex’s exclusive use for the honeymoon. I don’t want to leave. The last week has been a perfect dream. We’re on a private island in Greece, and per Alex’s orders, there had been very little clothing. We are now both lightly sun-kissed. He looks gorgeous all tanned. I want to taste his chest again.
“Damn it, Grace.” They’re his last words for another few hours.
Alex has finally managed to get us on the plane, and after a short late lunch, we’re cuddling on the bed. My hand keeps straying under his shirt, he catches it and holds it. “Grace, I’ve been thinking.”
“Okay.” I’m drowsy.
“I want you to stay on at the company, but if you don’t want to, if it’s not going to make you happy, then you can quit.” He’s tense beneath me.
“I’m not going anywhere. What makes me happy is being with you. I can see now it was a knee-jerk reaction that just kept going.”
“But what about wanting to carve out your own little piece for yourself?”
“That was the Grace who didn’t realize I already have my own little piece of heaven, with you. Work and accomplishments will never replace the hours and time we have together. I love you and I love the company and I’ll stay. Well, for the next few years. Once we have kids I’m going to turn into one of the boring stay at home helicopter moms.”
“I’m not going to lie and say I’m not relieved you won’t be leaving. The best part of my day is seeing you in the office. As for a boring helicopter mom, not going to happen. You could never be boring and hovering, we’re going to have too many to hover over all of them all the time.”
“Hmm, how many are we going to have?”
“I think six sounds like a good number.”
“Six?” I swallow wrong and start coughing.
“Grace, I come from a big family. I loved it growing up. I want to give our kids that.”
“Fine, like I’m really going to object, as I’m going to love working on getting pregnant every time.”
“Always a silver lining.”
“My silver lining is you.”