"But Dad texted me when he was boarding his flight. The message was sent at six. I asked him which hotel you stayed at with him last night, but Dad said… you came back home last night."
Faced with her son's stare, Mrs. Lynch was at a loss. "How is that possible? We were definitely together last night. Your father is lying to you."
The corner of Leon Lynch's mouth twitched, but he said nothing more.
Seeing his reaction, Mrs. Lynch returned to her room. Lying on the bed, she thought about last night's passion, and her mood improved considerably.
She fell sound asleep on the bed and didn't wake up until the afternoon.
As soon as she stepped out, she saw Holly Wood reclining on the sofa, her legs resting on Leon Lynch's lap while he massaged them.
Mrs. Lynch took one look and thought her son was completely henpecked, without a shred of masculinity.
"Can't your legs walk anymore? Making Leon massage them for you."
