Chapter 43: Chapter 43: I Hate Myself for Loving You

Blayze

I woke up to someone knocking on my front door. The two sweet butts in my bed both groaned as I climbed over their naked bodies to get my boxers. Looking at my phone, I saw that it was about 7:00 AM. I went to sleep only three hours before.

“Better be f*cking important,” I mumbled. I nearly tripped over my underwear, pulling them on as I made my way for the front door. “What!” I demanded when I swung it open, which I immediately regretted when I saw my mother’s face.

“Good mornin’ to you, too, Sunshine,” my mom said as she waltzed past me and toward the kitchen. “Ugh, Blayze,” she said disapprovingly. “It smells like cigarettes and a** in here. I brought leftovers.”