Olivia, a woman in the prime of her life, walked in with a grace that seemed to defy the years. Her eyes lit up when she saw the boys’ efforts. “What’s all this for?” she cooed, setting down her purse and keys.
“It’s a little something we wanted to do before the big day,” Tim replied, handing her a glass of wine.
Olivia’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she took a sip. The sweetness of the wine danced on her tongue, and she could feel the warmth spreading through her body. Her husband, Ferd, appeared from his study, his eyes scanning over the scene with a smirk.
“You know what the boys want for graduation,” he said, his tone playfully ominous.
Olivia’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at her husband, then back at her sons. She took another sip of her wine, feeling the heat in her cheeks rise. “Oh, really?” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.
Ferd chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. “They’ve had their eyes on you for a while now, Liv. And who can blame them? You’re a gorgeous woman.” He winked at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Tim and Owen looked at each other, their excitement building. They had fantasized about this moment for so long, and now it was finally within reach. Tim took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. “Is it true, mom?”