My Father My Mate
“I can't even remember having sex with her.”
I stared at him, rolling my eyes. It was the oldest story in the book, one I had heard a thousand times before.
“That's every man's story,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “They don't know how it happened. They get drugged, and the next thing they know, they wake up in the morning and find themselves with the woman.” I shook my head, feeling disgusted by his excuses.
“I'm being serious, Zelda,” he said, his voice quiet and earnest.
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