Page 71 of Playing With Temptation

I knew it.

I could feel it in my bones.

I just didn’t know it would be my kid who would make that happen.

“Does that mean you’re not gonna see Bob anymore and Jase is going to be your boyfriend?”

Ohmigod.

Shitting my pants would’ve been a more pleasant alternative than my son asking me about my vibrator.

“Bob?” Jase asked.

My face flamed red.

Five-alarm-fire red.

I could actually feel the flesh melting.

It took Jase approximately ten seconds, give or take two seconds on either side, to understand who B.O.B. was.

This time Jase didn’t bust out laughing—he exploded with it and it lasted way longer.

I stared at him in mortified shock.

The kids stared at him in confusion.

Awesome.

Perfect.

Nothing said we’re all gonna be one big happy family like a monotone declaration of love through a speaker and talk of vibrators.

“Um…” I mumbled again but petered out, because I still had nothing to say.

However, Jase did.

“Yes, Lucas, I’m gonna be your mom’s boyfriend. Is that cool with you?”

“Totally.”

“Cole? You good, bud? Have any questions?”

“If Rainy’s your girlfriend does that mean when it’s taco night, she’s gonna make the tacos? No offense, Dad, but she doesn’t use box shells.”

“No. Rainy being my girlfriend doesn’t mean you get a personal chef.”

If Colson wanted me to fry him corn tortillas for his tacos, I’d fry him as many as he wanted.

“Rainy, will you teach me how to fry them? Everyone knows box shells aren’t as good as the real thing.”

With my heart pounding against my ribs, I nodded.

“Yeah, Colson, I’ll teach you how.”

“Great. Now that we have the tacos covered.” Jase chuckled. “Juniper? Do you have any questions?”

“Yes,” she said somberly. “Since Rainy’s your girlfriend, and everyone knows that girlfriends marry their boyfriends, does this mean that when Rainy and Lucas marry us that Lucas can’t be my best friend because he’ll be my brother?”