Page 100 of Sweet Keeper


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I pronounce an undescriptive sound that my brain can’t process.

“Bree, I swear to God that if you have an alarm on a Sunday morning for no reason, I’m not staying over ever again,” Stanley mutters.

Why would I have an alarm on a Sunday?

I sit up abruptly when the memory of why I set the alarm hits me like a whip. At the speed of light, I get up from the bed, wrapping one of the sheets around my naked body, and I search for my phone inside the handbag that I used yesterday. Fortunately, it still has battery.

The bad news? Apparently, the alarm has been chirping for the past thirty minutes without us noticing it.

Shit, shit, shit.

I turn off the alarm, and the screen goes black with an incoming call from my dad. I answer instantly.

“Where the hell are you?”

I shrink slightly at his demanding tone as I close my eyes, thinking of an excuse. Surely my dad would love to hear that I spend half of the night having sex. I can’t tell him the real reason why I didn’t wake up on time.

“I’m sorry,” I apologize without knowing what else to say.

“Thank God that your mom convinced me to go to the airport so you guys wouldn’t have to pay for an Uber on the way back.” My dad continues talking, his scolding tone keeps making me shrink. “Luanna would be stranded on the airport if it wasn’t for that.”

“Honey, I think that you’re being a little exaggerated,” Mom’s sweet voice intervenes.

Well this is amazing.

They’re all together.

“I’m sorry. It just completely slipped from my mind,” I mumble in a regretful tone, contracting my face.

“We’ll talk in a few. We’re about to enter your building.”

Terror.

That’s what sets in my chest when my father hangs up and the only thing that I can see is the naked guy on my bed. I leave the phone on my desk, rushing to dress up. I find my pajama pants and a shirt that has the logo of the university in the front. Reaching for a pair of clean panties, I get dressed as fast as I possibly can.

“You need to wake up,” I announce, looking at Stanley. “And get dressed. Now.”

Stanley observes me with a frown, his face has a mark from my pillow, and his hair is messy. It’s that disheveled because I had my fingers running through the strands the couple of times where he had his hands between my thighs.

“What?”

“Long story short, I was supposed to do something, and I didn’t wake up, so my parents had to and now they’re about to get here.”

With the mention of my parents, Stan stands up and starts to search for his clothes. They’re all spread over the floor. It’s a pain in the ass because we’re short on time and last night we were a little too eager to take them off. I never thought that this would happen because I was too caught up in the moment to remember that I had to pick up Luanna at the airport.

When Stanley has his pants on, I grab his hand, dragging him out of my room. I don’t have time for him to abandon the building. It would be a big risk considering that my parents should be here in a couple of minutes, which could go unnoticed if my dad hadn’t met him already. I do the first thing that comes to my mind and open Cora’s door, pushing him inside.

“What the hell?” Cora mumbles, waking up due to the abrupt entrance.

They’re both confused.

“Please, save my ass and let him stay in here for a couple of minutes,” I plead.

“I need a better explanation than that,” Cora says.

I roll my eyes.

“I don’t have time for this. My parents are about to get here, and they won’t like that I forgot to do something because I was too busy being in bed with a boy.” I look at Stanley. “No offense.”

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