There was a soft knock on the door. “Here’s your bag, dear. You might need it to get dressed.”

Sydney and I watched in horror as my mother walked into my bedroom, stepped over our discarded clothes from last night, and handed Sydney her bag.

“Hurry now, I want to hear all about how you two met.”

After she left, shutting the door completely this time, I looked at Sydney.

“I’m pretty sure the dream idea is out the window.”

Sydney

Deep breath in.

Exhale it out.

Deep breath in.

Exhale it out.

I was on the verge of panicking as I looked at the door in horror, recalling what had just transpired. It was like Paula hadn’t seen me in my black, barely there lingerie, getting ready to fuck her son.

“Sydney, listen to me.”

If she’d arrived two minutes later, I might have been riding him like a bucking bronco in a rodeo.

Shit.

“Sydney.”

My eyes drifted to the condom wrappers on the floor. Those must have been missed during our middle-of-the-night romps.

Double shit.

“Sydney.”

She was going to hand wash my panties.

Triple shit.

“Sydney.”

I felt like I was in some alternate reality.

“Sydney.” Mike shook me firmly, and I focused on him, aware but completely mute. “I know you’re freaking out.”

That was the understatement of the year. Now that the reality had set in, my palms were clammy and I felt nauseous.

“Syd, my family doesn’t necessarily understand boundaries. It’s...” Mike ran his hand through his hair. “Fuck, I don’t want this to scare you off. I know it’s… different.”

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