Adriana Jensen
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My jaw dropped.
Right from time, my mom had been cool about our relationship. She had been the first to approve all those months ago. Why was she asking such a question that implied that Saint was a creep?
“Mom!” I hissed out, but she blatantly ignored me, staring at the man beside me, and awaiting his answer. I turned to Saint. “You don’t have to answer that.”
Saint also ignored me. “I’m not certain what you mean by that, ma’am, but if you’re asking if I’m only attracted to younger girls, then the answer is no. I like Adriana because she is Adriana. If I only liked her for her age, then I’m afraid our relationship wouldn’t last, would it?”
“So you mean you’ll be together for a long time?”
“A very long time,” Saint affirmed with a tight smile. I knew the question
