MY TABOO STEP DADDY
For indecipherable reasons, I can’t harm him.
“That’s what lovers do,” my voice drops, silky and sweet. “Haven’t I loved you? You know I do.”
He’s stopped glancing at Carlton, his rapt attention on me. “I don’t believe you.”
“Don’t,” I say. “I’ve shown more than I’ve told. You can lie to yourself all you want.”
Damon swallows, scratching the back of his ear.
I eat up our distance, wrap my arms around his waist, and lie. “If you help me, I’ll love you both. I might even love you more.”