Chapter 19

• The cold shower hadn’t helped a lot, and Scott had toyed with the report all afternoon. He was still hard and he hadn’t accomplished a single thing by the time the two of them came home. Both of them went to the kitchen table to do their homework while they had an afternoon snack…but Tony was feeling a little ill and just pushed his pizza rolls around on his plate.
• Scott, nervously fidgeting in his office, nearly jumped out of his chair when Caryn spoke from the doorway. “Tony’s not feeling too well Scott, and he doesn’t even want any dinner. I’m going to take him upstairs and put him to bed, okay?” Her tone of voice was normal and Scott felt a flood of relief surge through him. Maybe the morning episode had been an aberration…
• maybe he had built it all up in his head, made more out of it than it had seemed. She had said ‘You’re going to fuck me…’ That didn’t sound like a ‘maybe’ at all.