I should never have kissed my daughter’s best friend, a weak moment.. now she’s all I can think of....…I have to have
her..
Reckless. That’s what she is. That’s what she’s always been.
I don't want her here, she's trouble, desirable….and off-limits.
The image of her luscious, long blonde hair; the sight of her eyes – blue and intense as they locked with mine; the sound of
her voice…
She’s a distraction I was unprepared for.
I’m successful and in control of every detail in my life..except where Jenna is concerned.
She infuriates me and heats my blood in equal measure.
It feels like I'm falling down a hole, a slippery one. I can't seem to stop.
She is now almost 30, a nurse, and beautiful.
This could all blow up in my face.
My daughter holds a fantasy of me and her mother reconciling even after all these years.
Will she ever accept Jenna and I together?
Can I risk it?
