Jealous Mother

Kayla Paige nearly chokes on her coffee when Kate Kennedy says she wants to talk. The room gets thick with silence until Kate blurts it out—she’s gay and head-over-heels for some girl named Noemie at school. Kayla plays it cool, hugs her step-daughter, tells her how proud she is, but the whole time a sharp little sting of jealousy settles in her chest. Every time Kate comes home glowing, every time she texts Noemie late into the night, that jealousy digs deeper. Kayla keeps smiling on the outside, but inside she’s thinking, *Why not me?* When she walks in on the two girls swapping spit on the couch for what feels like the tenth time, she finally snaps. Later, alone with Kate, she drops the act. "I’m jealous," she says, simple as that. The confession lands hard, and Kate stares, eyes wide. Then something shifts. Kate bites her lip, admits she’s always wanted Kayla but figured it’d never happen. With everything on the table, they stop thinking and start touching. Their mouths meet first—slow, testing—then Kayla’s lips trail lower. She sucks Kate’s nipples until they tighten, works her tongue between Kate’s thighs, and laps up that sweet, wet heat she’s been craving. Each moan tells Kayla she finally has exactly what she wanted all along.