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The twenty-eight year old single mother looked over at the man beside her, looking confused at the recent suggestion falling from his lips. “Are you joking?” she wondered what lapse of judgement he’d had to ask such a question. “No, we can’t stay at my place next time..” This fling Jenna been having has been eating her up inside. It wasn’t conventional, since he already played a huge role in his daughters life that it would alter her world to see him suddenly around the house or kissing her mother. Jenna also didn’t know how long term this would be, sure her feelings for him have started to grow, though she was still worried for her daughter. She didn’t know if she should break it to her daughter, as of now her plan was to keep it hidden. They were in bed, wide awake from their sexcapades. “Yes, I get this sneaking around sucks, but she’s only six, she can’t know about this. Whatever it is.”