Jessica~

I froze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat. My mind struggled to process what my eyes had just seen.

Oh. Oh no.

I looked at my son and his wife, mortified. They were naked, and I could see that they were doing the deed. He was holding her from behind, not letting go.

Heat flooded my face, my fingers tightening around the pie dish I had brought, as if it could somehow shield me from the absolute horror of this moment. I hadn’t meant to barge in. I had knocked. Hadn’t I?

Oh, God. Had I knocked?

I coughed and, without saying a word, left the...