Chapter 3
“Hello, love,” Alexa’s mother said as she took another step closer to the bed. Shane grabbed a pillow and slapped it over his groin. “And hello, Shane,” she added, giving a winsome pout as if disappointed that his c**k had gone into hiding.
“Hello, Mrs. Stark,” Shane said numbly, wishing that a convenient hole in the floor would appear.
“Mom, what the hell are you doing here?”
“Well, it is my house, after all.”
“You said you were going out! You said you were going to be out late! It’s not even ten-thirty! And now you’ve gone and ruined everything!” Alexa wailed, and dropped her head into her hands.
“Now, now, love. Don’t carry on so.” Crystal blinked and swayed, and Shane realized she might have had one cocktail too many. “Some of the girls had to leave early. And when I we
