Chapter Forty Eight - Favor

Letisha Hearst Carter

“What favor?” He looked excited. Those black pools of eyes look like they are dancing with joy as if he was expecting I would request something tempting.

“Hm, I think I will hold onto that favor just in case I need something important or an emergency.” I smiled brightly, making him frown.

He shook his head before whispering into my ears, “So you think my dick is unique and that huge huh?”

I almost gasped at his question, “S-Stop asking that kind of thing, your son might ask a question and he is an inquisitive one.”

“Don’t worry, he has been preoccupied with something since we started dealing with the media and a brat a while ago.” He moved away before pouting his lips towards our son.

Tain was holding a piece of a tri-fold brochure that I don’t know where he picked up. It was a picture of me modeling that lingerie.

His eyes were squinted over there as if he was trying to figure out if he knew that specific someone posing over there that amazed him so much.

“Tain?