Scarlett rolled her eyes at Jessica, "Boys that age have endless energy and a constant stream of dirty thoughts."
She knew this all too well.
What her nephew did last week with her stockings was, even by freaky standards, off the charts.
Scarlett was confident in her figure.
If she really slept with him, she couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen next, what ridiculous things he might ask her to do.
"Ooh," Jessica said, intrigued, her eyes locked on Scarlett as if trying to uncover all her secrets. "Looks like you're hiding something from me."
"You're confused too, right?" Jessica stirred her coffee with a spoon. "You must crave men too, or are you going to tell me you've never thought about sleeping with your nephew?"
"What are you talking about!" A flash of panic crossed Scarlett's eyes, quickly hidden.