"This isn't right Chris." Fancy sighed, running her fingers through her hair.
"But I don't really care. I knew what I was doing messing around with you."
"I'm your step-mom. Which means I'm married to your father. You can't love me."
I looked up to the ceiling, racking up something I could say to make her understand.
"I don't give a fuck about your nigga baby. It's wrong but it's right in so many ways. And I don't want it to stop." I looked her in the eyes.
I was in too deep with her now. I don't know how it got this far along, but we didn't stop it. I guess it was something a little beyond control.
You give me the Sweetest Taboo,
That's why I'm, in love with you.