“Hey, Dad,” I muttered, my voice tight as I gripped the edge of the cold faucet to steady myself.“How’s it going, Jason?” Dad’s voice boomed through the speaker, and I had to take a sharp, shallow breath just to keep my composure.God, how was I supposed to cure this ache? Maddox hadn’t even been going that fast or hard, yet here I was, feeling like I’d been run over by a freight train. Damn it. Was I seriously ever going to try having sex again?As much as I had thought about it and heard people hyped it, was it really even worth it?“Fine... I’m fine,” I replied, a clear brutal lie.“Well, I planned on visiting this weekend, as you know, but I had to change my mind.”“Oh. Well, that’s actually good.”“Yeah, but I’ll still be coming over sometime soon,” he responded, his tone shifting into something more serious. “It’s drawing near, you know. My anniversary with your mother.”“Mother?” I asked a small frown creasing my brows.“Yeah, I mean... My wedding anniversary with your stepmot
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