Henry's pov
I’ve always been crushing on Clara’s mom, Mrs. Selina. Or “Lina,” as she insists I call her when Clara isn’t around. She’s forty-five, divorced, and has this killer body she keeps toned from yoga and chasing after her grandkids on weekends. Dark hair that falls in waves and t**s that make my brain act dumb every time she hugs me hello.
Clara is my girlfriend of two years, of course she's pretty, sweet, fun, we're the same age. But her mom? OMG! Lina is next-level hot. MILF doesn’t even cover it.
I was supposed to go on a weekend trip with my girlfriend and her family, I texted my girlfriend I felt like s**t. It was the perfect opportunity for me.
Clara freaked out and told her mom, Lina went into full mom-mode.
“Stay back and rest, honey,” she texted me. “I'll bring you
