Chapter 941 My Special Heat:>17
- "Do you know why I like to steal your father's cookies?" Mom asked.
- I shrugged. I had some theories, but I didn't think it was a good idea for me to guess.
- "I could rationalize it and say that they're tasty, and it's true that they are. Or I could say that your dad doesn't share them, and he doesn't, and so I'm just getting what's mine. But the truth is, if he offered them to me, I'd probably turn him down. Here's the thing -- sometimes it's fun to do something a bit naughty. I'm not stealing a car or hurting anyone. It's just a bit of a thrill. And I can tell you, I'm definitely enjoying myself."