I Want to Be in LoveChapter 4
"My mother knows about you." I rested my head on Kevin's shoulder. His arm was still draped around me. "What does she know?" "She knows that we ran into each other and spent three days holed up fucking like rabbits," I giggled. "You didn't tell her that, did you?" The look on his face was priceless. "Of course not, silly," I snickered. "She read between the lines. Mothers have an intuition, you know." We hadn't left his house. The morning stretched into the afternoon. In...