SHE DIDN’T KNOW HOW it happened, it just had. Until today, she still blamed her cycle.
He was constantly around, being a friend, he said. As often as time permitted, he dropped in, often surprising her.
By this time, Megan was five-month-old, and she was still breastfeeding.
He became so close to the little one that people assumed he was Megan’s Dad. He never corrected them.
At any rate, it happened one night. She was feeling frisky. Counting her pregnancy days, she had been celibate for a year.
A young woman needs s*x, right? Seriously.
They were having dinner that night and on a whim, she decided she could use a stiff drink. She poured him a glass of red wine and another for herself.
He raised an eyebrow and made a comment that she shouldn’t if she didn’t want Megan to end up an a
