.Teach me.” He said, his cheeks crimson.She smirked a little and placed a hand on his warm cheek, turning him to face her.“I’m sorry, what was t...at?”“I… I want you to teach me. I don’t want to feel like this anymore. I want to be me. Whoever that is,” he said, his voice quavering with emotion as he bared himself to her, pressing his cheek to her chest.“Alright. I’ll teach you."He smiled shyly, so beautiful, so much like his mother and she thought about all the things he’d need to learn, about. Not remembering she only wore a nightshirt that came down to just her thighs, Angela stumbled into the kitchen. She found Jack standing by the stove, cooking eggs. She stood in the doorway for a short time, watching him. Jack’s muscled, tanned, shirtless back faced her. His jeans rode low on his narrow hips and his feet were bare. As Angela watched him, Jack ran his hand through his sleep-tousled hair. ‘Good morning. So everything that happened wasn’t a dream?’ Angela walked to the coffee. More

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