Wicked Pleasures [Steamy Short Stories]
As he drove her toward their destination, she looked at him and asked, “Let me make this clear, Vivian is actually your mother. Then why did she introduce you as her husband?”
“Call it… mother’s pride,” Brad answered, glancing at her. “You see, it’s been just my mom and I for a long time since my dad’s untimely death. Everywhere we go, she always does that.”
Alexa let out a shaky breath, sinking it in. “So… you don't... have a wife?”
Brad glanced at her with a smile. “None. I've had girlfriends though, but they never worked out.”
Alexa just nodded and looked away, out the window, trying so hard to hide the smile on her face. It was unbelievable.