The father is willing to share with his sons.
But he will take first what his son’s have held sacred.
I can’t deny that I’m not swept off my feet every time I’m with Jason.
He makes me forget everything else.
I get caught up in the moment.
The intensity of his passion.
The heat of our encounter.
Jason knows that he competes for me with his sons.
His goal is to win.
To have me for himself.
I’ve told him that he has to share.
That I’m not ready to decide just yet.
He’s fine with that.
But in exchange, he wants from me something neither of his sons has claimed yet.