Chapter 242

I couldn’t say he was going to live three times longer than I would, and I’d get old and die before he even looked old.

“I don’t think it’s fair to him that I’m going to be a baby factory. I’ve contracted to provide four children. It will be five years or more before I quit having other people’s children. I think he should find someone else who’s not obligated to rent out her womb. Besides, we’re too different.”

“How different can you be?” Genevieve asked. “He likes to be Dominant. You love being submissive. You’re the perfect match.”

“You don’t know how different we are,” I said. “The man is an animal.”

Quinn laughed. “It’s true. How many men would spank an unruly girl on her bare ass in her parents’ home?”

“I can’t think of a one,” François said, smiling.

“So, she’s right. I am an animal.”

***

We had a good meal, enjoying their company, and Quinn asked all of the Bonifays to join us for Sunday Brunch at our hotel tomorrow morning at