Her mouth pops open at my confession and it takes every shred of self-control I have to not slide my thumb between her parted lips.

I’m too old for this girl.

Too jaded. Too weathered.

But my body doesn’t give two fucks about any of that, and my brain is desperately trying to figure out how I can steal her from my own kid without feeling like a total piece of shit.

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