Chapter one hundred and fifty two

My chest tightens and my lung seizes to take in any oxygen. Winding up the car window, he touched my hands and saw that they were shaking. He inched in closer to me and I held him by his chest, obstructing him from coming closer to me.

"Stop! Do you love me or you are using me as a tool for your satisfaction? Remember you are married. Remember you are my stepdad, " my voice shaking as I spoke. I wasn't scared or terrified. I knew.

He inched closer to me, his forehead on mine and our noses brushed against themselves, "Say it. You know you love me, and I love you. Not for your body or anything but who you are. We can talk about it if you want to," his voice husky as he spoke.

Speaking on talking about it, men know women get excited about what they hear and obviously, a man is moved by what he sees.

"I don't want to talk about it," or maybe I don't want to hear any lies. "You don't love me, well who knows?" I blurted out and looked down at my thighs where his hands were.

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