After talking about the children, Roy Lewis steered the conversation back.
"Why did you suddenly pay attention to my workload? Don't I normally stay in the study until nearly midnight?"
Richelle Dunn was at a loss for words, "Mr. Lewis, as your bedside companion, is there anything I don't know?"
Roy Lewis smiled, "Then tell me, what am I thinking right now?"
As he spoke, his big hand had already touched her waist.
...
On the morning Richelle left for the business trip, while Roy was on the phone, she specifically instructed the three children to play more with their dad.
Tifanny nodded, "Mommy, we know. Brother said we would take good care of the empty nester."
Richelle knew it must be Timothy who had said that after hearing this.
She pinched Timothy's face, "Baby, aren't you afraid that your dad will spank your butt?"
Timothy was smug, "He doesn't dare! He's not willing either!"
It's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he's reluctant.
