Brayden and I lay entwined in front of the fire until it began to die down.
“We should probably get to bed,” Brayden said rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “If we fall asleep, the kids might find us naked in their campsite. I’m not sure I want to try and explain that to them.”
I laughed. “No birds and bees talk yet, huh?”
“Never if I can help it.”
“You don’t like sex?”
He pressed his dick against me. “I love it with you. But our kids are never going to grow up and date. It’s never gonna happen.”
I laughed. “We should probably start researching monasteries and nunneries then.”
“You think I’m joking.” He grinned as he helped me up. He draped the blanket around me and handed me my clothes.
“No. But I’m not sure our grown kids will appreciate your hiding them away.”
“They won’t miss what they don’t know.”
He slipped on his jeans, and gathered up the rest of his clothes.
I shook my head. “I don’t think not ever being with another person means you don’t have sexual feelings.”
He rolled his eyes at me.
“You never just woke up one morning with a hardon?” I asked, enjoying teasing him.
He gave me a wolfish grin. “Every damn day, but only since I’ve met you.”
“I know you had orgasms before me. How old were you when you first masturbated?”
He stopped. “Are we really going to have this conversation?”
I nodded. “I want to know.”
He leaned forward. “I was an early bloomer.”
My libido heated up. “Oh?”
“All that early stroking paid off. That’s why my dick is so big.”
I laughed. “I don’t think it works like that.”
“The more a muscle is worked, the bigger and harder it gets.”
“Dicks aren’t a muscle.” Were they?
“Same theory applies.”
“So, my pussy? If it’s bigger that’s not good.”
“It squeezes harder. Makes me come harder.” He waggled his brows. “Now, let's get to our own bed before I can’t make it there and have to ravish you on the floor again.”
We made love several times that night. For once, we both slept in and were woken by the kids wanting to know if we were ever going to wake up.
“I’ll take care of it,” Brayden said once he got them out of the room.
“You wore me out,” I said, pulling the covers up.
He pulled the waistband of his sleep pants out and looked down. “All that fucking made my dick bigger.”
I shook my head and laughed. He leaned over me and kissed me. “Rest. I’ll take the kids out for breakfast.”
We spent Sunday at home and I worked hard not to perseverate on my upcoming surgery and treatment.
On Monday, Brayden seemed apprehensive as he got ready to go into the office. I knew why and I wanted to alleviate his concern.
“Why don’t I come in with you once the kids are in school?”
“Actually, that’s a good idea. This deal involves you, so it might be good for you to be there if the buyer has questions.”
We rode together as we dropped the kids off at school and then went into the office. Brayden organized a meeting with his staff to finalize the sale. While they’d all known he was selling, he felt the need for a final meeting. It was nice to be there so I could say goodbye too. Some of the staff had been there when I was, and it was good to see them again.
Later we were in his office waiting for the new owners to join us.
“Maybe we should do this,” I said.
“Do what?” Brayden tossed old pens in the trash as he cleaned out his desk.
“Maybe I should have come back to work when the kids were in school. Maybe then we wouldn’t have had problems.”
He stopped what he was doing and looked at me. “I thought you liked being home.”
“I did. I do. But once they were in school. I had the time to come in and work again.”
He came to me, putting his hands on my arms. “It’s not good to look back on should’ves and could’ves.”
He was right, of course. Even so, it wasn’t too late.
“I could do it now. Then you wouldn’t have to sell.”
“First, it’s a done deal. Second, we couldn’t do it now. Right now, the focus is on your health.”
Oh yeah.
“Are you having second thoughts about selling?” he asked.
“No. I just don’t want you to regret this. Or to resent me.”
“Oh baby.” He pulled me closer. “I love you. This is what I want. Really and truly.”
“I worry you’ll get bored.”
“The kids are gone during the day, right?” He lifted his head and met my gaze.
“Yes.”
“Think of how much exercise my dick can get.”
I gave him a friendly slap. “You have a one-track mind.”
“I think I’ve mentioned before that it’s my dick, not my mind.” He gave me a quick kiss. “I liked my work, but it’s not my life. I don’t feel like I’ll be missing out. To be honest, I’m looking forward to new adventures once you’re cured.”
“As long as you’re sure.”
“The only thing I’ve ever been more sure of is that you’re the one for me.”
I rolled my eyes. “If you do get bored, you can give lessons on how to talk romantically.”
“Nah. It takes inspiration. You’re my muse, Terra. Everything I am and want to be springs from you.”
“You did it again. You can write a book. How to Be Swoonworthy.”
He smiled. “Number one. Marry the woman of your dreams.”
I rested my head against his chest. “Number two. Never let go.”
Working with Brayden again gave me a new found insight into just how brilliant my husband was in business. Maybe not new found, as I’d worked by his side for a few years before. No, it was more like a rediscovery. I’d gotten so involved in my own life and role as a mom, I’d lost sight of what an effective businessman he was.