Hertha was like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes darting to the door in panic.

Oh no, her mom was back!

Of all the times for her mom to return!

Hertha leaped up, rushing to Alaric, grabbing his shoulders with a tense expression.

Alaric, with a smirk playing on his lips and his charming eyes lifting in amusement, looked at her mischievously.

"What's the rush? Can't wait any longer?"

"Cut the crap, get up!" Hertha pulled him to his feet, looking around desperately for a hiding spot.

But the key was already turning in the lock, the door about to open.

on Alaric's shoulders, forcing him to crouch down. She bent over, trying to shove

Alaric's arm, but Hertha wasn't thinking clearly about the size of the gap, only that

to see Hertha pushing a man's

skipped a beat, and as

raising his head and straightening his shoulders with a frown, "Hertha, where exactly are you trying to

the key words

conjured images of Hertha and Alaric kissing passionately on the couch, Hertha attempting to undress

thrilling, too intimate for Kimberly to even

you little rascal, haven't I made myself clear? He has issues with you having two kids, he's not going to be with

Mom, you're hurting me!" Hertha winced in pain, her ear feeling

Alaric, realizing Kimberly's words

jab at

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