“I’m sorry I didn’t reply earlier, baby, but my mouth was otherwise occupied,” I joked. I rubbed his chest as I looked into his lovely eyes. “After today, I’m also convinced that you’re the one for me too, Joel. I don’t want to be with any other man but you. Who knows, maybe the only reason I married your dad was so that I could give birth to my perfect match.”
“Let’s just stay together like this,” he said. “Don’t go back home, just stay with me while I work for a while.”
How could I say no? I had no job, nothing waiting for me back home except an empty house and, in a couple of days, a husband who had no interest in me whatsoever. “And we can go on more real, romantic dates. And we can travel as husband and wife if we wanted.”
“So long as I get to call you Mum behind closed doors.” Maybe he did have an incest fetish. But who am I to judge? I was starting to realise I had it too.
“Or in the grass by the side of the road,” I teased.
That pretty much decided it. For the next two weeks, I travelled with my son around the country, living like a true couple. We laughed at the people who gave us strange looks when we introduced ourselves as husband and wife. But when it comes to our life back home, Joel and I decided to keep our relationship a dirty little secret… for the time being, anyway.
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