Finding You: Genevieve's Story Part 3, Chapter 11
At Genevieve's, Genevieve and Victor sat down to talk, with a wine glass on the table. "What do you want to talk about?" Genevieve asked. "If we get back together, I want you to be honest with me about your feelings. Do you have any more feelings for Alexander?" Victor inquired. "No, I don't love him anymore. He hurt me when he came back, you know that. Why are we even going there?" Genevieve said. "Because I know, when Bianca came back into your life, your feelings for Alexander did too. Love her too, admit it," Victor said. "I'm not that cold. Yes, I love her. She's my daughter. Yes, when I gave her away, I thought it would be easy to just move on and stop caring about her, thinking of her," Genevieve explained. "I know you're not that cold, I know your soul," Victor affirmed. "Yes, you do," Genevieve replied. "There's still the issue of marriage," Victor added. "I don't want to get married, so if you want, just walk out the door now," Genevieve replied. She stood up, and Victor stood up too. "You don't want to get married because of Alexander?" Victor asked. "I didn't want to get married then either. I don't want to be tied down to anyone," Genevieve said. "So, if we get back together, we'll just do the same things we always do—have sex here or at my place, dinner, opera, and Sunday brunch with my family," Victor stated. "Yes, why can't you just accept it? Any man would love it," Genevieve said. "Yes, but I'm not just any man. I want a child. I want a son," Victor admitted. "If you want a son so bad, then I guess it's over. I don't want another child," Genevieve responded. "Deep down, you want to be a mother to Bianca, don't you?" Victor asked. Bianca was in the kitchen, overhearing their conversation. "I want to tell her to stay and let me be a mother and make it up, but I can't. She has a mother. It's not me, and I don't want another child, Victor. So, what is it going to be?" Genevieve said. Victor kissed Genevieve. "Please don't tell me that wasn't a goodbye kiss," Genevieve said. Victor touched her butt. "What do you think? I miss you, I want you, I will try this. I will give up anything for you," Victor said. "Really?" Genevieve asked. "Yes, I love you, my Ginny," Victor replied. Bianca went back into her room as Genevieve and Victor entered Genevieve's room and shared a kiss. "Is it okay, with Bianca here?" Victor asked. "Yes, she's eighteen, not a child. It's fine, and I want you now," Genevieve said. "Sure, we go into our playroom?" Victor suggested. "No, I want you to make love to me. We will play tomorrow," Genevieve said. "Okay, I will give the lady what she wants," Victor said, and he made love to her. "Oh Victor, I'm sorry for hurting you," Genevieve said. "Just promise to say it now and again—I will never hurt you like he did. My brother was a fool," Victor said. "Yes, he was," Genevieve responded.
