7 minutes in...holy heck, what have I done?
What happens when I return early from a work trip to find my son throwing yet another party? Annoyance. Exasperation. Temptation... I'm tired, yearning for my bed, but I hadn't counted on the games my son and his friends play--or the one person who'd be waiting in my closet after everyone else is gone. The guy who's been haunting my fantasies lately. He's too beautiful...