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Chapter Thirty-ThreeGrace sat curled up in her favorite chair in the library with a cup of tea and her laptop. Dominic?s flight wasn?t until later in the evening, so he and Mac were in the theatre room watching more Three Stooges and laughing like hyenas. Grace could only handle watching Moe poke Curly in the eyes so many times, so she?d opted out of the father/son bonding activity.When Bentley came into the room, Grace looked up. ?Did you need me for something???No, Ms. Grace. I just wanted to say that it?s lovely to see Mr. Stewart enjoying his father?s visit so much. I?ve watched how you?ve made sure that they have had time just the two of them. It?s a good wife that knows what her husband needs.??Well, it helps that I?ve had my fill of nyuck-nyuck-nyuck and why I oughta!? Grace laughed.Bentley grinned and shook his head. ?It?s more than that. I?ve been Mr. Stewart?s house manager since he first purchased this place. I?ve seen him both happy and sad. But I?ve never seen him content. He would never have taken this much time away from work before you. He wouldn?t have spent this much time with Mr. Dominic if you hadn?t encouraged it.??Thank you. One of the first things I thought when I first met McKinley was how he needed to learn to loosen up a little. I had no idea I?d be so successful at it that he?d marry me!?Bentley chuckled. ?Will you and Mr. Stewart be returning to Europe soon???I honestly don?t know. We had talked about going to Dublin, but we also have to address an issue in London. Once Dominic leaves, then Mac will be able to focus on work again and help guide our next steps.??Well, I just wanted to say what a welcome addition you are to this home. If there?s anything you need, just ask.??Thank you, Bentley. That means a great deal to me. You and the rest of the staff have made me feel very much at home.??You are at home, Ms. Grace,? Bentley said as he turned to go. ?You?re right where you belong. Anyone with eyes can see that.?Grace smiled and sipped her tea. Only a few days ago, she?d found this house overwhelming. Slowly, it was starting to feel like home. The fact that the staff seemed to like her helped a lot. But she was also growing very fond of the layout. This room that Mac called the library was actually like a balcony overlooking the living room, making it feel cozy and grand at the same time. She let her imagination run wild for a moment and could picture what it might be like to be a child in this big house. The hide-and-seek games would be fabulous!She finished her tea and headed down to the kitchen. Once there, she couldn?t help but marvel at how the contrast of black counters with white cabinets was precisely what she would have chosen if she had designed it herself. The island in the center was incredible and made her smile at the thought of future adventures there with her sexy husband.As she moved to the sink to rinse her cup, Mac and Dom were coming down the stairs laughing.?There?s my beautiful bride!? Mac said, coming up behind her, capturing her in his arms. ?Did you enjoy a little nap in the library???You?re hilarious,? Grace said as she put her teacup in the dishwasher, still very much imprisoned by her husband?s loving embrace. ?While the two of you were yucking it up with The Three Goons, I was checking into dates of availability for the Presidential Suite at The Westbury Hotel in Dublin.??It?s The Three Stooges, and you know that,? Mac chided her good-naturedly, poking her in the ribs.She turned around and planted a playful kiss on his sensual mouth, and whispered, güvenilir bahis (http://www.pongp.com/) ?You can spank me later for teasing you.??Mm, Mrs. Stewart. You are decadent,? Mac moaned as he returned the kiss.Dominic took in the scene and grinned. ?Get a room, you two!? he laughed.Grace wiggled free from Mac?s grasp and said, ?Goodness knows this house has enough of them.??I imagine you?ll have tried every one of them before long,? Dom said, winking.Grace blushed but said, ?Well, you?re not wrong.?When Dominic went upstairs to the fourth-floor bedroom to pack his things, Grace put her hand on Mac?s arm.?Are you riding along when Randall takes Dominic to the airport?? she asked.?Yes, if you don?t mind.??Why would I mind? It will give the two of you a little more time together before his flight. I don?t imagine you?ve discussed much with Larry, Moe, and Curly distracting you.??We did talk some. We admitted that we both felt the burden of a secret was now out in the open.??Secret?? Grace asked curiously.?The fact that we both have wished for the longest time that we were father and son. Grace, it?s incredible. I spent so many years being disappointed that Marcus was such a fuck-up as a father. There is this huge feeling of relief that he isn?t my dad. Spending time with Dominic was like reminiscing with the father I always hoped to have. I don?t know how to describe it.??I think you?re doing a splendid job of describing it.??It?s more than just that, though, Gracie. The fear that I?ve carried with me for years that I would be a shitty father just like Marcus has melted away.?Grace put her arms around him. ?Mac, you?re going to make an amazing dad someday. I?ve never doubted that. But it?s lovely to hear that you believe it, too.??I know now is not the right time to have a baby. But I don?t want to wait too long, okay? I mean, I?m forty-three, and your thirty-seven???Bite your tongue, McKinley Stewart!? Grace interrupted. ?I?m not thirty-seven until next month. Don?t go aging me before my time.??I am dreadfully sorry,? Mac said in a playfully remorseful tone. ?A thousand pardons, my Grace!??You?re forgiven. And, yes, you?re right. We shouldn?t wait too long. But I?d like a little time to learn my role in Stewart Enterprises better before I break out the mommy-to-be guidebooks.??Totally understandable. And I agree. I want to enjoy being just you and me for a bit of time before we have to learn to change diapers,? Mac admitted. ?I just don?t want to be ancient when our kids are teenagers. I want to have enough energy left to handle those tough, crazy years.??We won?t wait too long, I promise.?*Chapter Thirty-FourGrace said goodbye to Dominic and reminded him not to be a stranger. Dominic promised that he would be visiting New York a lot more frequently now that he had a son and a daughter-in-law.While Mac rode along to the airport, Grace took some time to research mattresses so that she and Mac could start sleeping in their Master Suite. She printed off info sheets on three that she liked and set them on Mac?s desk. Then she took a look at the office that would be hers as soon as she could move this furniture into the new area for their future admin and replace it with things that suited her tastes. She wondered how Mac would feel about going to London without her so that she could get rolling on what she needed to accomplish.Feeling overwhelmed, she decided to go down to the basement level to work out. They had all of this lovely equipment; she might as well take advantage of it. She knew that getting her body güvenilir bahis siteleri (http://www.pongp.com/) moving would help clear her mind.She warmed up on the treadmill before switching to the stair climber, then spent a while using the free weights. After nearly an hour of working out harder than she had in some time, she decided a swim would be the perfect way to end this session.Mac found her in the pool when he returned home. He was just in time to hold her towel open for her and wrap it around her body along with his arms.?There?s my beautiful bride,? he said warmly as he held her tightly for a moment.?At least I?m no longer the stinky, sweaty bride,? she teased as she nuzzled into his embrace. ?I love the equipment in your gym!??Our gym, silly. And I?m glad to see that you like what?s there. I should get back to hitting the weights again once we get back into some sort of routine.??Yes, it seems like we haven?t established what that will look like quite yet. It?s a little like a choose your own adventure right now. Not that I don?t love it. But I do better with schedules and structure.??I have to admit, so do I,? Mac said as he grabbed another towel for Grace?s hair. ?In fact, I was doing a little thinking on the drive back after dropping my, um, dad at the airport.??It?ll take some time to get used to calling him that, I suppose,? Grace said as the terrycloth soaked up the excess water from her hair.?Yeah, but I like the sound of it. It feels right. It was hard to say goodbye when we dropped him at the airport, but he said he?d be back next month for your birthday,? Mac said, grinning.Grace felt herself blush and experienced a sweet tug on her heart. How long had it been since her birthday had been anything but just another day? Now she had a husband and a father figure who would, no doubt, make her feel special even if all they did was grab a pizza and spend the evening gabbing. She finished drying off so that Mac wouldn?t notice that her eyes had grown misty.?So, getting back to what I was thinking. If you?re fine with it, why don?t I go ahead to London and meet with Niles while you get your office set up here? That way, you have time to order yourself new furniture and set up the office space for the new admin that you need to hire.??It?s like you were reading my mind,? Grace said. ?That sounds amazing. That way, I can also set up and conduct some interviews as well. Will you go to Dublin too???Not yet. I think we will wait until a month or two down the road for that. I thought we could combine that trip with our belated honeymoon. So, think about where you?d like to go,? Mac said as he brushed his lips against hers.?When will you leave for London?? Grace asked as she donned a fluffy robe.?I?d like to leave in the next day or two if my former assistant wouldn?t mind taking care of the travel arrangements,? Mac said as he cornered her in the elevator and kissed her neck.?Mac, I?m not fooling around on this elevator in a damp bathing suit,? Grace scolded. The pouty look on her husband?s face was adorable. ?However, if you?d like to wash my back, and maybe my front, in a nice hot shower, I?d never turn down the help.?Mac pulled her into a passionate embrace as they rode up to the sixth floor. When the doors opened, he scooped her up and carted her off to the master bath.?We haven?t christened the jacuzzi tub yet, Grace,? he said suggestively.?Well, then, fill up the tub, and let?s get naked.?They washed and played, they kissed and caressed, and their bodies moved together in the steamy, hot water.?You iddaa siteleri (http://www.pongp.com/) feel so good inside me, Mac. Oh, God, yes! Nobody?s ever known just how to touch me like you do. No one ever took such immense pleasure in making my body feel so alive!?Mac held her breasts while she bounced up and down on his lap as the jets roared, drowning out the sounds of her moans and screams. He captured her mouth with his, and he nibbled her lips gently as their tongues danced. He let his hands wander now, over her soft shoulders, and down her back until they landed on her amazing ass. God, she was so sexy! And he was so fucking lucky!His mouth moved down to take a hardened nipple between his teeth. He tugged a little, eliciting more moans and sighs.?Oh, fuck! That?s so hot, Mac! Don?t stop!? Grace cried out.Mac continued erotic assault on her senses while he thrust into her with his stiff shaft. He felt her body start to tense and arch, and he knew she was close. His thumb reached down to rub her little nub, pushing her right over the edge.She cried out his name as she came, and he followed close behind and emptied himself into her. She collapsed in his arms, her breath ragged and panting. ?Mac! Oh, God, I love you, Mac!??I love you too, Gracie.?Later, as they climbed into bed in the bedroom on the fifth floor, Mac said, ?I saw you narrowed down the mattress hunt to three choices. Honestly, I don?t care what you buy. I trust your judgment.??I just thought you might want to try them out since it may affect your neck and spine issues.??All three on your list have great ratings. Just make it happen, okay? I want to be able to sleep in the bedroom where all of our stuff is.??Sure, I can make it happen.??I?m sorry if I came off bossy there, baby. I just meant that I trust you. I want us both to feel settled in our home. That will be easier if we can sleep in our bedroom.?Grace smiled. ?I understood, and I agree. No worries. I will order the Casper mattress. There is a one-hundred-night in-home trial period and free delivery. So, if it sucks, we can return it and try another one on the list.??That?s my clever wife!?*Chapter Thirty-FiveTwo days later, Mac was off to the London office while Grace started getting things in order. She enlisted the aid of Bentley to help her move the furniture into the new admin area. Then she ordered the desk, chairs, filing cabinets, and credenza with a hutch for her office. As luck would have it, everything was in stock and could be delivered by the end of the week.Next, Grace ordered a king-sized Casper Mattress along with new pillows and sheets. She looked forward to trying it all out with Mac when he returned.She composed a help-wanted ad for the role of administrative assistant and placed it on several job sites. She decided she would conduct a brief phone interview with any applicants before granting lengthier in-person meetings. That way, she could weed out any that didn?t seem like a good fit from the get-go.Her next task was to paint her office. She didn?t care for the dark green walls; they made her feel claustrophobic. Something lighter would be better, she thought. She grabbed her phone and asked Siri to find her paint stores nearby.While Janovich Paint and Decorating Center was located less than a mile away, it occurred to Grace that she didn?t want to lug the paint and supplies home. So, rather than walking, she asked Randall to drive her. It felt awkward, but he seemed sincerely delighted that she was finally comfortable enough to enlist his service in driving her on an errand.Two hours later, Grace stood in her office in overalls, a T-shirt, and her oldest Keds. She pulled her hair away from her face and wound it into a messy bun. She was all ready to get started when Bentley poked his head in the room.