Finding you, Genevieve, chapter 45
Genevieve's penthouse — Victor and Genevieve entered. "Victor, why didn't you take me to the hospital?" Genevieve asked. "I called the hospital, and Bianca is sleeping. We can go in the morning; you need some rest," Victor replied. "I'm fine," Genevieve insisted. "Well, let me take care of you," Victor offered. "Fine," Genevieve agreed. "Come with me," Victor said, taking her hand. They went into the bathroom, where Victor ran a bath for Genevieve. "You're drawing me a bath," Genevieve asked. "No, I'm drawing us a bath," Victor responded. "We haven't taken one in a long time," Genevieve noted. "I know," Victor replied. Genevieve undressed, and Victor helped her, then they stepped into the bath, where Victor pulled her into his arms. "We don't have to have sex tonight; I just want to hold you and let you know it's going to be okay. If you want, you can fall apart with me," Victor said. "I'm sorry; you've been taking care of me a lot lately," Genevieve said. "It's okay. I like to take care of you. I love you, Genevieve, and I want you to move in with me," Victor declared. "I don't know. Just give me more time," Genevieve responded. "I will," Victor promised. He stepped out of the tub, helped Genevieve out, handed her a robe, took her hand, and they went into Genevieve's bedroom, where Victor laid her on the bed. "Victor, make love to me," Genevieve requested. "Yes," Victor agreed, putting on a condom and making love to her.
At Skye's new house — Skye was with Skylar, Lila Rae, and Luis Jr. "So Daddy did this so you can get out?" Skylar asked. "Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't know about this," Luis Jr. replied. "I believe you. So, are you going to get out of the mob?" Lila Rae asked. "Yes, Genevieve is going to help me. That was the only reason she agreed," Luis Jr. explained. "Your brother is going to get a second chance at life, just like we all are. I'm divorced from your father," Skye said. "Mother, I think that's a good thing," Skylar added. "Thank you," Skye responded. Lila Rae looked out the window as Skye approached her.
"Baby," Skye said. "I hate all this. I'll miss Daddy," Lila Rae responded. "I know you and Lorenzo share a special bond," Skye said. "Yes, we do. What if Daddy gets killed in jail?" Lila Rae asked. "I know. I hate this too," Skye admitted. "Are you going to forgive Genevieve?" Lila Rae asked. "I love her. I don't hate her. She's my daughter," Skye explained. "I get that," Lila Rae said. "I know you would; you're a mother," Skye added.
At Genevieve's — Victor entered her room, wearing only pants, holding two glasses of wine. Genevieve was lying on the bed, tied up. "I brought us some wine — one for us to drink and one for me to pour over you," Victor said. He poured wine into her belly button and drank from it. "Oh, Victor, I do love our sex life," Genevieve said. "I love it too. Does anyone in your family know your secret?" Victor asked. "No, I never told anyone," Genevieve replied as Victor drank more wine from her belly button. "I'm sure they'd be shocked," Victor said. "Yes, they would," Genevieve agreed. 'Are you feeling better?" Victor asked. "Yes," Genevieve answered. "Are you thirsty, Ms. Quartermaine?" Victor inquired. "Yes," Genevieve responded. He helped Genevieve drink the wine. "Victor, if I say no to moving in, will it be over for us?" Genevieve asked. Victor lay on top of her. "I just want something from you. I know I don't want marriage or a child, but I want something," Victor said, untying her. "What if I do move in but keep this place?" Genevieve asked. "No, Genevieve," Victor replied. "Victor," Genevieve protested. "I'm backing off the idea of marriage and children. You need to give me something," Victor demanded. "Victor," Genevieve repeated. "Let's go to bed. You've had a long day," Victor said, getting off her. "Are you mad at me?" Genevieve asked. "No, I just want something from you. I'm tired of begging," Victor said, looking at her from his side of the bed. "Victor, you knew all about this before we got into it," Genevieve said. "Yes, I know. I'm not him, Genevieve," Victor assured her. "I know," she replied. "Goodnight," Victor said, getting up. "Victor, aren't you going to stay?" Genevieve asked. "No, this is how you want it," Victor replied. "Please, just for tonight. Then you can stay mad at me," she pleaded. "Alright," Victor agreed. They lay back in bed.
