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The Curious Tale Of My Curiosity.
Chapter 14.
"Where have you been?" Leah asked as I stepped into the apartment. "I've been worried sick."
"Hello to you too, mother," I told her sarcastically. "And if you must know, I was at a friend's house."
Ever since we'd moved in together, I swear she had turned into a momma bear. I honestly didn't appreciate it. I mean, I already had a mother─two including Sue─and I didn't want another.
College was about freedom, flying the coup and all that, but it's hard to do that when you've got a hawk watching your every waking move.
"Male or female," she demanded.
"None of your fucking business," I shot back, walking past her to my room.
"It is my business when you come home smelling like weed with bloodshot eyes," she responded just before I slammed my bedroom door closed and locked it behind me.
I turned on my stereo, letting My Chemical Romance soothe me as it blasted from the speakers. I flopped onto my bed, pulling my laptop from my bag.
I checked my e-mails quickly, reading through them quickly and deleting all the junk I had acquired before re-closing my laptop with a sigh.
I kicked off my shoes and jeans, tugging my hoodie off before maneuvering my bra out from under my top.
I climbed under the covers, wrapping them tightly around me as I burrowed underneath them.
I let my thoughts drift to the night before, reliving it from the privacy of my bed. My hand slipped into my panties as I remembered how he felt beneath me, hard and ready.
My fingers nestled among my curls, stroking my folds lightly. I was wet, but my eyelids were already heavy, tiredness winning out over my hormones.
When I wake up, I placated myself, turning to lie on my side, my legs curled up to my chest.
That was the first time I dreamed of Edward dressed up as Santa as he rode a unicorn.
I blamed the weed.
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