Sweet Temptations: My lover, My Ex's Father
“I just want you to ask for it properly. Say the ‘P’ word.”
My mind raced, trying to figure out what he meant. The 'P' word...what could it be? And then it hit me, a sudden, mortifying realization. My eyes widened for a brief moment before I quickly composed myself, a tight smile on my face. “Please,” I said, the word feeling foreign on my lips. “Can I have your phone number?”
He shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face. “That’s not it,” he said, his voice laced with a teasing undertone. He knew I was missing the point, and he was loving every second of it.
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