!” Beckett said looking out the window. “There won’t be another.”
“She said you would say that….she told me to tell you it ’s ok for feeling that now….but you have a great capacity for love, don’t waist it….”
But Beckett never took that chance again. He went back home to his family then went off to college in the fall. With his looks having women pur sue him was no problem. He spent his college days playing the field. He never dated any one girl for more than a month and left a trail of broken hearts. He didn’t care; he had sealed his heart away from caring. When he met Macy she was receptive to a noncommittal relationship and for the last few years they had been a couple. When they were both in town they would dine out, go clubbing or just spend wild nights in the bedroom together. She came to his family events a few times and when time allowed they took vacations together. Each was free to see other people but it was also agreed if they wanted to have sex with another partner than each was free to end the relationship. Since he wasn’t looking and she was satisfied neither one of them strayed.
Only lately had Macy’s attitude begin to change and he put it off to the fact she was approaching 30 and all of her friends were now settling down and getting married. They kept reminding her that her biological clock was ticking. She had only brought up the subject once when they were window shopping and she stopped outside a children ’s store.
“Do you ever wonder ?” She asked nonchalantly. “What our kids would look like?”
He had looked at her trying to determine if she was serious or joking. He shook his head as he looked down the street.
“Not really…don’t plan on having kids so never saw the point of wasting any thought on it.”
He saw the look of disappointment before she quickly covered it up. “Me either…I was just thinking since we ’re both so good looking and with our intelligence our kids would probably do well in the world.” Then to make light of it she added. “I’ve run into so many stupid people lately I swear they should require them to have a license before they are allowed to breed”
“If they did that then the population would surely perish .” He grinned as he pulled her to him and kissed her. “But there’s no harm in us practicing.” Her body had then pressed against his and she got a wicked gleam in her eyes. That was the first and only night he had ever had sex in a back alley.
Macy was out of town and wouldn’t be back for a few days or he would call her to come over. Taking a swig of his whiskey he now thought of his future bride. Regina’s first choice had been her granddaughter Alicia. Beckett had read Alicia’s story among the bio of the family and just the thought of spending time with her turned his stomach. She was coddled from birth, the best schools and the finest clothes. When she totaled her first car at the age of 15 her parents bought her another which she totaled a year later. Scandal seemed to follow her but the family money always found a way to silence the gossip. She was attractive but even in photos he got a sense of her snooty ways. However when she had decided to run off to Vegas and in a drunken haze got married to a drummer from some back lounge act even her grandmother’s money couldn’t cover that up. Then Regina had come up with another granddaughter and despite the fact he had no bio Beckett had thought what the hell, one granddaughter was as good as the next to seal the deal. It wasn’t as if the marriage was going to be lasting and it wasn’t as if he needed to spend any time with her other than for public appearances. After the wedding he was going to make sure they were few and far between. The fact he had no photo or bio meant she was hidden from view and made him wonder why. Was she hideously deformed, mentally challenged or better yet knowing the family bloodline a case for commitment papers? He also