Greer’s POV
The last thing I thought he would ever ask me was this kind of question. What was he trying to drive at? What was he trying to say? Was he trying to call me and my mother a gold digger? No, he can't. I dare him. Or has he suspected that there was something going on between his father and I? Looking at him, he doesn't look like someone that has found out the truth.
It might probably be a random question.
Maybe it was just his mind and his intrusive thoughts won.
Thinking about it again, I couldn't care less. Calder is mine. Mine to please, mine to pleasure and f**k. I won't leave him. I mean if I do that, who is going to pleasure him? Who was going to take his huge, veiny c**k like I do, huh? No one. No one. He is mine. Even if he was my stepfather, I was ready to go ex
