Apparently the best time was during a moment of jealousy.

Even now, twelve years later, Cameron flinched upon recalling it. It had been the most awkward, emotion-filled moments that was never going to happen again. But in his defense, Sharon had practically egged him on. There was no way she had done all that without knowing how he'd react. There was no way.

"What are you thinking about?"Sharon asked, coming behind him and scaring the living hell out of him. He would've jumped if he wasn't holding onto something precious. There wasn't a lot of things he held dear but a platter piled high with ribs was one of them. Scowling at her, he put down the platter and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"Nothing. Just remembering the proposal,"he said, kissing her briefly before helping her. She had her hands full with a baby in one arm and a platter of pasta salad on the other. Without fail, she hit his shoulder the moment he took the salad off her hand.

"Why would you even think about that? Why did you bring that up?"she cried, setting their son in his baby chair. A sudden shriek caught their attention and they immediately turned to find the source.

"Your kids are up to no good,"he murmured, sighing when he spotted two children pushing each other in the distance.

"Why are they my kids when they're doing something wrong? And why are they your kids every other time?"she shot back with a glare. Battling a smile, he waved his hand at the fighting kids and their spectators.

"Look at them. Clearly, they're yours."

"Right,"she said, blatant disbelief in her voice. "I have blonde hair and gray eyes. I mean, they all have some variations of that. They're definitely my kids." He didn't see her roll her eyes but her voice was rife with mockery.

And he couldn't blame her. Of all their children, only two managed to inherit some semblance of her colouring. While the first couple of kids were because of love, the subsequent kids were more of a fight between the two of them. It was to see who would come out on top. Or that was what drove her. He was just happy that she wasn't so affected by her pregnancy weight. But he still couldn't help teasing her.

"Come on. Look. Derrick has your eyes and Cynthia has your hair. They look just like you,"he said, pointing them out. The two of them were, incidentally, fighting each other. He didn't have to see her to know she had a look of disgust on her face. Then she stalked away. "Thank you. Brandon, your mommy is quite a vulgar woman." Picking up their son, he then blew a raspberry on his exposed arm, making him laugh uproariously.

Watching her pull the kids apart, he couldn't help but smile. This woman was vastly different from the woman he'd first met. Having seen her change and grow, he felt immense pride. For a woman who once let her mother walk all over her, she had gained a reputation as a strict but gentle agent.

And she was also hardworking. He couldn't count the number of times he waited up for her. Unsurprisingly, she had been one of the top agents in the company and he was sure she would have been the best if she had continued with momentum. But once the kids came, she began scaling back on work. Even though she was still managing Logan, she rarely took in new clients.

And he was glad. At least there was someone who could control the kids. Because if the past ten years were to be trusted, they would not listen to him if his life was on it. And there was literally a moment where his life had been in danger.

There was their first born, Derrick, 10 years old. As athletic as his father and as smart as his mother, he was often the mastermind of any trouble the siblings got in. Sometimes he didn't have to ask to know who planned it.

The next one was Richard, 9 years old. With them being so close in age, he and Derrick were like two peas in a pod. He was often the assistant or the instigator if Derrick wasn't around. They could be mistaken as twins if their eyes weren't of different colors. Where Derrick had inherited Sharon's eyes, Richard had Cameron's.

Next came their little princess. Cynthia was 7 years old and definitely cared about girly stuff. Which was unfortunate as Sharon wasn't good with that. Fortunately, her Aunt Amelia was glad to take up that mantle. The two of them were close, closer than Cynthia was with Sharon, much to her chagrin. Despite mending the fences, those sisters liked to compete.

However, their next child was in her favor. Being a child of 5, Dawn was at an age where she wanted to emulate her siblings. And with her brothers outnumbering her sister, she was more a tomboy. She was always chasing after her older brothers, much to their disgust. For the most part, Sharon was able to treat her like the boy although she was worried about Dawn's future.

Finally was their penultimate child, Stephan. Being only 3 years old, he was still finding his place. Everyone doted on him. The boys liked to bring him around while Cynthia liked to dress him up. The only one who was less than happy with him was Dawn but that's because she felt threatened with his closeness with the boys. Apart from that, they were close.

And rounding them up was Brandon who was straining to get out of his arms. Maybe he knew everyone was having a good time except him so he wanted to join them. Pulling him back, Cameron put him back in his high chair and gave him a small banana.

"Here, little man. Play with this first."

Hearing the bell ring, he reflexively looked over at Sharon. Their first guest was here. But seeing as she was scolding the kids, he had a feeling she hadn't heard. Deciding it was best to leave her to it, he quietly grabbed Brandon and answered the door.

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The party was going great. Sharon looked over from the kitchen and a smile lifted his lips. She was glad everyone was able to make it. There was Matt and his family, Logan and some of her other clients.

There was even some of the players Cameron scouted. He had finally retired but still being active. He was now a scout for his favourite team, the Chicago Bears. They had to move to be closer to the team and found a place that was suitable to raise a family. With his job, he had to travel a lot. But when he had to be gone for long, he'd always stay for twice as long.

Sometimes, he'd bring the children along if it was near and it didn't interfere with their school. That was one of the rules they'd come with in order for him to spend more time with them. Of course, they loved it because they could be as unruly as they could be. But she was able to overlook them. They looked so happy when they came back home.

To her surprise, he had even found some placement for the kids from her town. She hadn't known it then but he was always in contact with them so he was kept abreast with their progress.

Fortunately, that helped in mending her relationship with the town. With him as the bridge, she was able to get over the bad memories. And it was because of him that she found out not everyone felt the same way as her mother and Jasmine. Most of them actually liked her but the fight with her mother had blinded her to it.

Glad to put that behind her, her smile grew when she saw Amelia. Five years ago, her sister had stopped modelling and started a modelling agency, much to Scott's chagrin. He wanted her to relax and spend time with their children. Which, unlike Sharon and Cameron, they made a much more practical decision. They only had 2 kids. Both were boys, Daniel and Sam, aged 12 and 9. Both were close with their elder sons. When they came together, disaster and mayhem followed. Along with a five-year-old girl.

True to form, she spied the four boys sneaking away from the party. Narrowing her eyes, she made a beeline for them. Unsurprisingly, she spotted Dawn trailing after them. She was trying to be inconspicuous but the boys saw her and they stopped to try and dissuade her.

"I want to go, too,"Dawn wailed, tears streaming down her face. Daniel and Samlooked uncomfortable but Derrick and Richard were used to this. They were unfazed by the show of tears. Instead, that made them firmer.

"Dawn, you can't follow. It's dangerous,"Derrick warned fiercely, being both a responsible brother and a boy looking for his own adventure. Then he must have seen Sharon because he had an expression of great forbearance, much to her amusement.

"Hi, boys,"she said, pulling Dawn into her side and patting her back. Amelia's sons greeted her but had a shifty look in their eyes. And she couldn't help eyeing her eldest son. While she saw glad that Derrick knew the risk, she was still unhappy that he still planned to go on this adventure of theirs. Involving his cousins, no less.

"Hi Mom,"Derrick and Richard mumbled, both of them looking upset.

"Where are you going?"

"Nowhere. We just want to walk around,"Derrick said smoothly. She couldn't help raising her brows. Then she turned to Richard. He was never able to withstand her stare. And he proved her right when he turned away.

"We want to go to the creek,"he said.

"Richard,"Derrick cried, hitting his arm. Then he looked up at her with guilty eyes. "Sorry."

"You can go if you ask one of the older boys along,"she said after thinking about it. Their face brightened. But she couldn't let them go just like that. "You have to bring Dawn and Stephan. And I expect you to be back as clean and dry as when you left." That dimmed their enthusiasm slightly but they would bounce back soon enough.

"Yay. Thank you, Mommy,"Dawn cried, hugging her before running after the guys as they rushed to comply with her instructions.

Watching them, she was so happy. She never thought she could ever feel this happy. But, looking at her gregarious husband, she wouldn't trade this for the world.

AN: Hey guys. This is the end of this story. Thank you so much for being here with me. You have been my source of inspiration and motivation when I'm reaching a block. I hope you like the peek into their future.

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