"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.