Stepmom Makes The First Move [TESTED]

“I’ve had dreams about you saying that,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “And then I woke up feeling like a complete monster.”

“I miss your father every day. That’s not going to change. But I’m also—” she paused, searching for the word that wasn’t pathetic or predatory, “—lonely. And the only person I don’t feel lonely with, lately, is you.” stepmom makes the first move

He stared at her for a long, trembling moment. Then he reached across the table—slowly, giving her every chance to pull back—and turned her hand over. His palm was warm. Calloused. Not a boy’s hand at all. “I’ve had dreams about you saying that,” he

Mark looked up, startled. “Do what?” But I’m also—” she paused, searching for the

“That’s not that long.” He met her eyes. “For some things.”

The silence that followed was enormous. Candle flames wavered. Somewhere in the dark house, a clock ticked.