"I know that," he said. "And I love you in a way that's different than it ever has been before. But this is serious, Jess. I mean this is
really
serious."
"I know that," she said. "I'm very glad to hear that you know it too."
"What now?" he asked.
"Ambrose is asleep. Kris and Lulu are probably going at it like minks. I'm very horny."
"
That's
what's so different," he said. "You're so up front about everything. You don't play games."
"I can think of a game or two I'd like to play right now," she said.
Ten minutes later Jessica thrust her loins up against Mitch's and gasped her way through an orgasm.
"You can do that to me any time you want," she panted, going limp.
"Can I really try and get you pregnant?" he moaned.
"It's about time you finally asked," she breathed.
"Can I?" he groaned.
She wrapped her long dark legs around him. "Yes."
Life returned to a new kind of normal when they got back to what Mitch called the "real world."
It got very real for Mitch. He and Jessica got married and had five children, though not necessarily in that order. Three girls and two boys, over the years, graced progressively larger homes. That Mitch took the Chief of Police job, when Dabney retired, was more from financial necessity than because he wanted to be in charge.
Meanwhile, Ambrose started kindergarten. Lulu kept her job, though with Kris' income she really didn't have to. She kept her web development business, too, but it became more of a hobby than a job.
Kris wrote books. He finished "The Case of the Broken Kangaroo Pounder," which hit the bestseller list within a week of its release. He worked on "Hit and Run," which was a highly stylized version of what had happened to him and Lulu, but was never happy with it and it was never published. Of course, it was discussed many times, with many people, including the governor of New York and his wife, during a dinner party at the governor's mansion.
But it was a good story, and lots of people recognized that. And, since he had never established copyright to that story, there wasn't much he could do when an unauthorized version was written
and
published.
That book was titled "For Want of a Memory."
What's that? You're asking about whether they had children or not?
Come now. Didn't I tell you earlier that Kristoff Farmingham ... and now his wife ... treasure their privacy?
The End
