If He's Not Your Child.

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Jessica got home, forcing herself to smile and keep conversations with her son. Jeremy was a lot more chatty than she thought.

Opening the door, she stood there frozen like a statue. The first face she saw, reaching for the door knob from the inside was her husband, Chris.

He stood there too, frozen for a second, eyes looking her up and down.

She felt her heart skip a beat, the ...