“Yes,
he
died
when
I
was
fifteen.”
“And
during
that
time,
since
his
death,
your
mother
has
never
been
romantically
involved
with
anyone?”
“No.”
“Don’t
you
think
that’s
odd?”
She
heaved
a
sigh.
“I
never
thought
about
it
before.
I
always
assumed
she
just
wanted
to
bury
herself
in
her
work
after
my
father’s
death.
I
never
assumed
she
was
lonely
and
in
need
of
companionship.”
“Well,
that
might
be
the
reason
she
took
off
with
Uncle
Corey.
There
are
some
things
a
man
or
woman
can’t
control
at
times.
Passion.
Especially
if
they
haven’t
shared
it
with
anyone
in
a
while.
Hormones
are
known
to
get
the
best
of
you
if
you
aren’t
careful.”
Madison
wondered
if
he
was
speaking
from
experience?
She
hadn’t
slept
with
anyone
since
Cedric
and
she
definitely
didn’t
feel
like
she
was
missing
out
on
anything.
He
had
been
her
first
lover
and
she
really
didn’t
care
if
he
was
her
last.
But
then,
standing
so
close
to
Stone
with
the
feel
of
his
warm
breath
on
her
cheek,
she
knew
she
had
to
rethink
that
declaration.
Any
time
he
had
held
her
in
his
arms
against
his
broad
chest,
her
temperature
had
had
a
tendency
to
go
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