Epilogue
I flopped down beside Edgar after giving him a blowjob that had him screaming himself hoarse.
“That was…that was…”
“Yeah, it was.”
He chuckled, running his fingers through my short hair. “What about you?”
I yawned. “Next time. Besides, we need a shower if we’re going to get dressed and visit my mother.”
“True. Think she’s ready to meet her son’s boyfriend?”
“She probably won’t even remember it the next time we see her.” It was said jokingly, but the more I thought about it, the sadder it made me.
“Hey.” Edgar stroked my hair. “I’m sorry.”
“Nah. She was never mother of the year or anything. It’s just…she tried. I should try a little harder myself.”
“You will. We’ll go see her a lot.”
I nodded.
“So?”
I angled up to look at him. “So what?”
He sighed dramatically. “Have
