Chapter 8

I tried to think about Xander’s proposition, but it was so out there, that I found it hard to wrap my mind around it at all. Logic failed me, but my hormones didn’t. I had thought I’d grown to control them pretty well, but when I went to bed that night, that is not what my lady parts had in mind. So sleep came in slow. I couldn’t say that I was not attracted to Xander, because I clearly was. And I must admit that like many others before me, seeing a man being a good father made my ovaries...