You & America?

I should've been prepared. Madeline was as impetuous about our lovemaking as she was everything else. Every chance we got, no matter where we were, if it was possible to get away with it, she was all for it. In fact, she was usually the one initiating it. As much as I enjoyed it and would never pass up the chance, a part of me was still trying to think ahead. I'd have my hands full trying to win over her mother—who for as much as Madeline said it wouldn't matter once she was eighteen—and I had no intention of being the cause of any riff between them.

Madeline could say it all she wanted, but it was clear how close she was to her mother. Almost as close as she was to Maggie. I'd have liked the transition from doing things on the down low to being an official couple out in the open to be as painless as possible. I knew Loretta would not appreciate the fact that, not only had I taken her baby's innocence, I'd been doing it all over town. Despite this being legal, I'd still had dreams of