I rub the sleep from my eyes as I pad down the hall to the kitchen for some coffee, but I stop dead when I hear my stepdad’s voice.
“Then when will you be in the mood? We haven’t had s*x in almost two months.”
“I haven’t been into it. Not that I’ve ever been super horny,” Mom says. “You were plenty into it before we got married.”
“That’s not fair. It was new and exciting then. I’d only ever been with three other guys and they’d all been so tightly wound. I never had anyone tell me what to do like you did.”
“Like I still want to.”
I hear the huff of a sighed breath. “I thought it would keep my interest, but... Maybe I’m less s****l than I thought.”
“So this is just how it’s going to be?”
Guilt swirls inside me at eavesdropping on such a private conversation. I take a few steps back,
