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He pauses in the doorway to the storeroom and smirks “It’s on the house Co service”

“You’re a dick,” I say, laughing

“That’s what they all say”

He disappears through the door with Maker on his heels Ilot

I cli it on to steady my heartbeat

My conversation with Weston e

Could he be right? Could we be a good match?

I’ve considered it more than once over the years And now I’m about to spend an afternoon on Kissme Bay with her

Alone

In a kayak—all wet and sweaty

My oes dry My cock hardens

The idea of ale mom, and hasn’t really expressed any interest in me

Still, the idea of having her all to et out of bed withtime

Just take it slow See what happens

I put the truck in reverse

And hope for the best

Four

Kaylee

“Your shoes are by the back door” I turnand listen to me”

My fifteen-year-old daughter sighs “They are not there, Mom”

“Not that I don’t appreciate you using the word mom as a term of endearment,” I say sarcastically, “but they aren’t my shoes It’s not my job to follow you around and make a note of where you discard random objects”

Anna groans “What if I left them at Dad’s?”

Then his teenage girlfriendthem

I shakeit h it could possibly be true

“Call him and see if they’re there,” I say, proud of the lack of emotion in my voice

“He won’t answer”

“Give him the benefit of the doubt, Anna”

“He never answers ain “I’ll just have to wear the black Nikes even though they totally don’t go with this outfit”