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Shit. She was right.

Dammit.

“That’s worse again,” I barked, flustered. “There is a naked sixteen-year-old girl in your seventeen-year-old son’s bedroom right now—one you put there, I might add!”

“Johnny, love, you need to relax—”

“And how do you propose I do that?” I demanded. “When you put a naked teenage girl in my bedroom?”

“Oh, love,” Mam muttered, worrying her lip. “I think it’s time we had a chat.”

“A chat?” I gaped at her. “We are chatting. We are having a very important fucking chat, Ma. About the lack of boundaries in this family. About you needing to respect my boundaries!”

“About you and Shannon.”

“What about Shannon and me?”

“About your feelings.”

I gaped at her. “My feelings?”

“And your intentions, love,” Mam replied.

“My intentions?”

The fuck?

“I know it’s early stages and what I’m about to talk to you about is a long way off for you both, but it’s important that you know about it.”

I eyed her warily. “About what?”

“About sex, love.”

My mouth fell open. “Why are you not hearing me? Why isn’t anyone hearing me anymore?”

“I know your father spoke to you a few years ago about the birds and the bees.” She placed a hand on my shoulder and steered me over to the island, obviously not fucking hearing again. “But considering this latest development, I think it might be a good idea for us to talk about it. Just so we’re all clear on how important it is to take things slowly.”

“Latest development?” I sank onto a stool and gaped at her. “I’m not having any bleeding developments. We don’t need to talk about anything.”

“Even still—” Shrugging, Mam sat down on the stool beside me and patted my thigh. “It would do no harm to refresh your memory.”

“I sincerely fucking hope you’re joking, Ma,” I strangled out.

“Maybe we should call Shannon down, so I can talk to you both about this—”

“Don’t you bleeding dare,” I snapped. “You leave her alone.”

You’ve traumatized her enough!

“Okay then,” she replied. “I’ll talk to you about this.”

“Please, don’t—”

“Sex is a beautiful thing, love,” Mam said in that motherly tone that currently made me want to stab pencils in my ears. “When it’s between two people who love and are committed to each other.”

I held up a hand. “We are just friends.”

“Uh-huh,” Mam quipped with a disbelieving smile. “That’s what they all say.”

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