Silas leaned against the counter, pretending to pour himself a cup of coffee, which he wouldn't drink. Mom was making breakfast, her body tense, and she had refused to make eye contact with Silas the entire time. It would have been funny to watch their interactions if only I knew I wasn't the cause of it all.
The morning after Mom had walked in on Silas and me having s*x was the most awkward moment of my life. I had lain in Silas' arms last night, too uncomfortable to even think about what I was going to tell Mom today. There was no excuse I could give that would make this any better. I was f*****g my stepbrother. That was not normal.
"Have some bacon."
"Thanks, Mom."
Mom gave me a nod and took the seat beside me, digging into her own plate of bacon and toast. Okay, now would be the be
