"Good morning, guys. Hungry?" Ben searched his mom's facial expression and tone of voice for any signs of her being pissed off. There was nothing. She seemed like she was in her normal, good mood.

"I could go for a cheese omelet." Taylor winked at Ben. "But whatever you're cooking will be perfect, Tiffany."

"How about sunny-side up with toast and fruit?" Tiffany looked up at the two sitting at the island.

"Sounds awesome!" Taylor confirmed.

"Oh, Ben. We need to do a dry-run for an idea I got last night. Will you have time later?" Ben's dick was hard since he woke up. It somehow just got harder.

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