My Best Friend's Father
Thornsyour office obsession
I relax and lean forward, resting my head on his shoulder.
“I told you they would be fine,” he says as he rubs my back.
“I know, but it isn’t appropriate,” I mumble, disappointed in myself for getting carried away by my lust.
“Fenice, they barely know what’s going on. All they know right now is to sleep, eat, and poop. It’s normal to be anxious as a first-time mom, but you have to relax.” Am I too anxious as a new mom? I want to raise them well and protect them as much as possible, but he’s right, they are too young to understand what we just did.