The Worst Kept Secret (Secrets, #2)

by Q.B. Tyler

“Oh? Here I thought you liked indulging in things you might be a little old for?”

“Don’t look at me like that.” “What happened to fucking me into the middle of next week?” “Ummm, your father called?”

“Fine.” She smiles before climbing on top of me. “You’re fun to rile up.” “Can you not?” “No.” She smiles and leans down to brush her lips against mine. “Because you like it.”

“Alright, take it easy. I’m not going to say anything. When are you going to tell them anyway?” “After Rae’s wedding. I just want it to be a happy time for her and for nothing to overshadow her big day.” “Well, fucking your son’s girl aside, aren’t you a great dad?” He chuckles.

I could be patient. Or delusional. Or a combination of both.

“You’re still sleeping with him!?” “It’s like…comfort dick. It’s familiar, I know how everything works. No surprises. Ya know? Like my emotional support dick!”