Epilogue

Claire’s POV

10 years later

“Jason, Alexander is staring at us,” I reminded him when he planted a kiss on my lips and his hands roamed around my body for more. 

“Let him. He should get used to it, else when he grows up, we wouldn’t be able to get near one another at all,” said Jason, and I widened my eyes at him.

“Seriously?” I asked, staring with disbelief at our eight-month-old son, Alexander.

“Yeah, Jordan and Jennifer were cautious and hardly kissed in front of Gordon. Now he gets jealous and upset every time he sees them kiss,” said Jason, and my eyes widened. Gordon was seven and their oldest child. The news baffled me. I didn’t want Alexander to follow in his cousin’s footsteps.

“Oh, my God! I don’t want Alexander to be like that,” I exclaimed.

“I’ll ensure that he isn’t. So now kiss me before I go to work,” he said, and I smiled and kissed him eagerly. We soon became so lost in each other that we forgot Alexander was watching us