Chapter 55
Samantha’s POV
“Why were you kissing him?” Devon’s question cut through the awkward silence. He looked so confused.
I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. What could I possibly say to a kid who just caught his mother kissing someone he barely knew?
Dominic was the first to recover, crouching down to Devon’s eye level. “Well, buddy... that’s a great question. Do you think I shouldn’t kiss your mom?” he questioned, glancing briefly at me.
Devon’s arms crossed over his chest, his tiny lips pursed into a pout. “Yes. Only me and Diana can kiss Mommy,” my son replied.
Dominic glanced back at me, his lips twitching with amusement, while I stood frozen, unsure whether to intervene or let this play out.
“Hmm,” Dominic mused, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “That doesn’t seem very fair. What if your mom wants someone else to kiss her? Like, say... me?”
“No!” Devon exclaimed, stomping his foot. “Mommy doesn’t need anyone else’s kisses. She has mine!”
“Devon, sweetheart,” I said, finding my voice at last. “It’s not really up to you who can and can’t kiss me.”
His gaze snapped to me, his big brown eyes widening in betrayal. “But Mommy—”
Dominic held up a hand, cutting him off with a grin. “Hang on, champ. Let’s negotiate. How about we share your mom’s kisses? You get some, Diana gets some, and I get... oh, I don’t know, a few?”
Devon’s eyes narrowed, his little brain clearly working overtime to process this outrageous suggestion. “No,” he said firmly. “Mommy is ours. No one else can kiss her unless... unless they’re her partner.”