"What's so hard to understand?"
"Well, like Bob. If he's not your dad, that means he's your…?"
She looked at me like I was a complete moron. "Husband. You didn't know?"
I did now.
In truth, I'd begun to suspect as much. "So, that would make Teddy what? Your stepson?"
She drew back. "Hell no. That's disgusting."
I gave her a confused look. "Why? Because he's not your type?"
"No, because he's my ex."