Veronica smiled. "Well you deserved it, dear."
"Well, feel free to make yourself at home. I'll go get dinner ready."
Bronadir had been struck by Veronica's beauty the moment her first saw her. Now there was a woman who knew how to handle herself! Secure in her sexuality & her beauty! He had attempted to chat with her, but she'd rebuffed him.
That never happened!
Maybe he was losing his game!
Bronadir followed her around like a love-sick puppy, intent on making a connection...
She had a lot to be thankful for.
But there was something her life was lacking...
Rosa wiped a tear away and glanced back. "I just... I want to be a mother so badly. I don't know why we haven't been blessed with one yet!"
Wilson wrapped his arms around his wife. "It will happen when the time is right, I promise."
Rosa nodded, still staring at the empty crib. "I know..." she said softly.