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Julian stopped his work and turned. Marcus was a local painter—kind, talented, and clearly smitten with Elena for months. "And?"

"Then I’ll be happy I don't have to be your only source of dinner conversation," he joked, though his eyes remained soft. "Seriously. You spent twenty years putting me first. It’s okay to let someone else in now. I’ve got the shop covered tonight. Go to the gallery." mom mature son sex

At twenty-four, Julian had his father’s sharp jawline but Elena’s quiet, observant eyes. Their relationship had shifted since he graduated and moved back home to help her run the shop. It was no longer just mother and son; they were partners, confidants, and witnesses to each other's lives. Julian stopped his work and turned