The next day
Angie
“Angie, get up,” My mother booms from downstairs. I groan, not wanting to get up before hearing muffled laughter.
Cursing under my breath, I roll over in my bed, my eyes flutter open to see an ass coming toward my face. I shriek before it sits on my face. His laughter grows louder before the bastard rushes off.
“Mom!” I scream. Wiping my face, I find it covered in peanut butter. That’s it, I am going to kill him! Seriously, who wipes peanut butter on their ass and sits on someone's face? I feel sorry for his future mate. Laughter rings out loudly, and I see my brother Myles' laughing face as he sticks his head around my door.
“Looking good, sis, new face cream?” he jeers as I jump out of my bed. He shrieks and shakes his ass at me before taking off.
“I am going to
