Page 97 of The Bargain

Lea had been right, trusting Amber, letting her in had been the best thing I’d ever done.

Because Amber and I? It was always and forever.

Fourteen years later

“Amy Lea Beaumont, what are you doing?!” I hissed at my thirteen-year-old daughter, who was popping her gum. “Now is not the time.”

Amy sat down heavily. Pouting, she turned toward Dean. She had her father’s eyes and she was a real daddy’s girl. She also had him wrapped around her little finger.

“Don’t look at me. Your mother’s right. This is your brother’s graduation, so just behave. Look at Eddie.”

Amy glared at Eddie, who was sitting on the other side of me, dressed in a gray suit. I swear, our son was eight going on fifty.

Eddie smirked at her and I rolled my eyes. Our baby was a shit stirrer too.

Turning back to Dean, I met his laughing eyes over Amy’s head. My husband, with his greying temples and laughing lines, had turned into the epitome of a silver fox.

Even now, after seventeen years, I had a hard time keeping my hands off him. And I knew I just needed to give him a certain look to wake up his cock.

As they started to call the students' names, I turned toward the stage. I watched as the students got their degree one by one. Finally, it was our son's turn. Afterward, Timmy returned to the stage as Valedictorian.

His speech was just like him - wise, spirited, inspiring, and a little humorous.

He smiled at us. "I want to take a minute to thank my mother and father. Thank you for loving me and supporting me. Thank you for always being here for me. Thank you for showing me days in and days out that true love exists. Thank you for being the best parents."

Timmy had grown up to be a young man that was close to perfect. We'd told him the truth when he was fifteen and he'd taken it well. He'd said, genetics didn't matter; we were his parents.

Watching the ceremony was bittersweet. In a few weeks, Timmy would be moving to the west coast to attend the University of California in Davis. He wanted to become a veterinarian and theirs was the best program for doing so. I was happy for him, but I was also sad to lose my baby.

Dean had also been a little bit saddened by Timmy's decision. He'd hoped our child would take over Beaumont Enterprises, but he also wanted all of our children to follow their dreams.

Plus, we were pretty certain that Eddie would follow after his father. He was a businessman at heart, which was funny given he was the spitting image of his father.

At the end of the ceremony, we met Dee, Lea, and Susan by the exit.

“Aunt Dee, I’m so happy you came.” Timmy leaned down to give her a hug. He was a tall young man - even taller than Dean, who towered at 6’2’’.

“Like I would have ever missed this.” She patted his cheek. “I’m so proud of you.”

We chatted for a while before Timmy left to join his friends for the graduation party.

Taking my hand, Dream intertwined our fingers together. “So I didn’t tell you yet, but Lea and Susan are going to take Amy and Eddie for the night.”

“Are they?” I asked with a small smile.

“Uh huh.”

“And what is on your mind, Mr. Beaumont? What would you like?"

“You naked on your knees, you naked on my desk, you naked on the kitchen table.”

I looked up, licking my lips. “Basically me naked?”

“You naked, always.” He leaned down, kissing me softly. “What do you say?”

“Yes, Mr. Beaumont. Whatever you want, Mr. Beaumont.”

His eyes darkened. He turned toward Amy and Eddie. “Kids, you’re staying with your aunts tonight. Bye,” he added, rushing us toward the car.

“Dean," I laughed. "We have time.”

“No, we don’t; we’ve got about twenty-four hours and with everything I want to do to you?” He snorted. “It will barely be enough.”

My stomach filled with butterflies like it had so many years ago. I've never stopped desiring him, never stopped loving and playing with him. I enjoyed yielding to his strength.

Dean Beaumont was so much more than my husband. He was my lover, my happiness.

We've had the best seventeen years together; I couldn't wait for the next seventeen.

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