•13•His Childhood

"I don't have a mother. Never had." Adam deadpanned, looking away from Eva.

That had Eva stilling, and she strived to ask her next question in a way that wouldn't feel like she was prying.

“Oh, so you grew up in an orphanage?”

“No.” He answered.

“Foster care?” She asked tentatively.

She received the same stiff answer. “No.”

Eva frowned. He didn't grow up in an orphanage or foster care, so what did he mean by he'd 'never had' a mother?

Unless he was some kind of alien, then there was something he didn't want to tell her.

Before she could ask anything else, Adam beat her to it.

"Are you going to include the steamy sessions we'll be having in the book you're intending to write?"

"Jeez, no!" Eva grimaced, mortified by the very idea. "I'll probably be writing about myself and how I was able to step out of my comfort zone. Sex scenes aren't needed, thank you very much."

"Besides..." She slanted him a provocative look. "...the 'steamy sessions' won't be memorable anyways."

"Won't they?" A de