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matter what, I don’t think she’s going anywhere. Give her a chance.
You might find you like her.”
    “I’m
not the enemy,” Marianne said.
    “No.
Neither is Jameson,” Pearl said. She stood up, kissed Marianne on the head and
smiled. “No family is perfect, Marianne. Not one. Not even this one. They
change over time. Jameson is part of yours. I’d get used to it.”

CHAPTER SIX
    Jameson snuck up behind Candace
just as she finished putting Spencer in his portable crib. “Worn out? Huh?”
Jameson whispered, putting her arms around Candace.
    “Yeah,
I envy him. Being able to just decide to sleep,” Candace said.
    “He’s a
lot of fun,” Jameson said. Candace turned in Jameson’s arms and looked at her
thoughtfully. “What?” Jameson asked.
    “ Jameson… Do you want kids?” Candace asked
hesitantly.
    Jameson
wrinkled her nose in thought. “Why? Do you?”
    “I have
kids,” Candace said. Jameson grinned. “Jameson, I’m serious.”
    “I love
kids.”
    “I
know. That’s not what I asked,” Candace pointed out.
    “Candace?
Are you pregnant?” Jameson joked.
    “Jameson!”
Candace snapped. “I’m serious!”
    Jameson
softened her gaze. “Where did this come from?”
    “I
don’t know. You love kids. I know that, but we’ve never talked about it.”
    “No. I
guess not. We never talked about you having aspirations to be president
either,” Jameson said.
    “Because
those aren’t my aspirations,” Candace said.
    “Mm-hm.
You love politics, though.”
    “Yes,
but…”
    Jameson
raised an eyebrow. “I love kids. Doesn’t mean I have always aspired to be a
parent.”
    Candace
sighed. “You don’t want kids?”
    Jameson
led Candace to the queen sized bed across the room and sat her down. “If the
person I was with wanted to have children; I would consider it. I don’t know
that I’d be any good at it, but I would try,” Jameson said honestly. Candace
let out a heavy sigh. “And, if the person I was with wanted to say, run for
governor or even president one day, I’d do my best to be what she needed. I
don’t know that I’d be any good at that either, but I’d try.”
    Candace
smiled. “Jameson…”
    “I
heard the kids earlier,” Jameson said. “They were arguing over our imaginary
progeny while my mother was making the assumption that I was about to propose
to you.”
    “What?”
Candace asked.
    “Mm-hm.
Seems everyone knows what we are doing,” Jameson smirked. “Your children have
me pregnant before my mother even got the ring on your finger,” she chuckled.
    “Your
mother thinks you were going to ask me to marry you?” she asked. Jameson
nodded. “Why?” Candace asked. Jameson shrugged with a gleam in her eye. “Were
you?” the question slipped out.
    “Why?
Do you want me to? I’m already down on my knee, so I’m half way there,” Jameson
said.
    “I’m
sorry,” Candace blushed. “I wasn’t trying to put you on the spot.”
    “I
would marry you; if that’s what you
wanted to know,” Jameson said. Candace’s jaw fell open. Jameson put two fingers
under Candace’s jaw and gently closed it. “I would also follow you to the
Governor’s Mansion or The White House if you wanted me to. I’d even consider
one of those,” she gestured to the crib. “If you asked me to.”
    Candace
smiled. “What about what you want, Jameson?”
    “I have
what I want. I have my job. I have my family. I have you.” Candace kissed
Jameson gently. Jameson smiled at her lover. “I have a feeling, deep down you
want to do this…make this run for governor and see where it leads,” Jameson
said. Candace sighed. “I see that sparkle in your eye when it comes up,” Jameson
observed. “It’s part of who you are, Candace.”
    “What
about you?”
    “Well,
I think it might take me some getting used to. Campaigning. Being front and
center. Sharing my lover with the world more than I do already,” Jameson
admitted. Candace nodded. Jameson was sure that Candace was about