Kat T. Masen

I mean, fuck, accidentally grazing her tits had me hard for the rest of the night, but I had to remember I was married.

fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.

I can’t see the resemblance apart from our eyes. She has light brown hair like mine, but today she’s blonde. I can’t keep up with her ever-changing hairstyles. Typical woman, of course.

She turns to look my way, and the most beautiful deep chocolate brown eyes meet with mine, and the second our gaze locks, my heart stops, the beats now at a complete standstill.

This can’t be.

“I could’ve introduced you as my partner, but that sounds like we’re lesbian lovers or something.”

“I love you, Charlie Mason, mother of my future five children.”