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everything—his first word, his first step, the first time he realizes he can aim and piss on things—all the big moments.”
    Kate takes my hand. “So . . . what are we talking about here? Are you saying you want to stay home part-time?”
    Once the words are actually said, I realize that’s what I’ve wanted all along. “And you’ll work part-time. I’ll go the office Monday, Wednesday, and Friday . . . because I’m still the frigging man in the relationship . . . and you’ll do Tuesday and Thursday.”
    “Some of our clients aren’t going to be good with that. Jefferson Industries’ CEO is a prick—he’ll have major issues.”
    Like I give a damn. “Whoever isn’t okay with it, I’ll make sure they stay in-house. Pass them off to Jack or Matthew—and if we lose a few, my father will get over it. Nepotism has its advantages, Kate. I say we fucking exploit them.”
    “Our bonuses will take a hit.”
    I shrug. “It’s only money.”
    If you don’t have a boatload of extraneous cash and investments lying around, I wouldn’t recommend adopting this attitude. But since I do . . . I can.
    Then I point out, “In six or seven years James will be in school, then we can both go back full-time. Unless we have a few more kids between now and then—and since the activity that gets them here is at the top of our Favorite Things to Do list, that’s a definite possibility.”
    There’s a light in her eyes that wasn’t there when I came home. Knowing I help put it there makes me proud of myself—not that that’s an unusual feeling, but in this case it’s especially awesome.
    Kate squeezes my hand enthusiastically. “So, we’re doing this? We’re really doing this?”
    “You and I and James will go into the office tomorrow and have a sit-down with Dad, George, and Frank.”
    She throws herself at me—chest to chest, arms around my neck, legs straddling my thighs. “I’m so excited!”
    “As excited as you are about getting the go-ahead from Roberta in two weeks?”
    Kate squints. “Ah . . . not that excited—but very close.”
    And then we’re kissing—tongues dancing and tasting. I fall back on the couch, taking her with me—keeping her on top.
    Her lips tease their way to my ear. “I love you,” Kate breathes, before licking around the shell. Heated lust gathers in my gut, then furrows out to my thighs and arms—and my dick.
    I return the sentiment. “I love you.”
    Kate’s mouth lowers to my neck, torturous in its feather-light brushes against my skin. “And I love our life.”
    My hand tangles in her hair, loosening the bun, making it fall. “Me too.”
    She drops to her knees on the floor and I sit up, legs spread so shecan nestle between my thighs. She looks up at me with hungry, dark eyes and a naughty-girl smile—my favorite combination.
    Kate unbuckles my pants and I lift up to accommodate her as she yanks them off. More slowly, she peels my boxers down and my impatient dick bounces up to greet her.
    “And I love your cock.” She drives the point home by running her wet tongue up and down it, then swirling around the head.
    I look at her beautiful face and grin. “I love my cock in your mouth.”
    Her lips vibrate against me as she chuckles—and the sensation make my legs tremble. Then she suctions with her lips from base to tip—tauntingly—without actually taking me inside. When I’m on the brink of losing my fucking mind, she opens up and slides my dick into the tight, hot wetness of her mouth.
    My head lolls back and I groan.
    She swallows me slowly, inch by inch. It’s maddening and feels eye-crossingly fantastic at the same time. I can’t decide if I want her to suck me hard and fast or to draw out the blissful torture for hours. Maybe days.
    When I’m nestled in Kate’s throat, she pauses, breathing softly.
    And I hiss, “Fuck . . .”
    Kate was always skillful at giving head—a real natural. But in these last years, her talents have reached