Page 101 of Sweet Keeper


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He shakes his head.

“Non taken, I want to live.”

Stan knows that my father would kill him if he founds him in my bed. The only reason why he didn’t when I spent the night at his place was because I got robbed. But now the situation is totally different, and although I know that having safe sex is not a bad thing, it’s not under my father’s approval that his nineteen-year-old daughter is sexually active.

Cora scoffs.

“I need a detailed version of whatever is going on after they leave.”

“Deal,” I accept, leaving Stan inside Cora’s room where I know that my parents won’t snoop in.

Closing the door, I cross the hallway to go to the bathroom. I brush my teeth fast, almost hurting my gums. The doorbell sounds when I’m abandoning the room, and the real nerves begin. Now there’s no turning back. I have to keep my posture, or my parents will realize that there’s something wrong.

I wish that James was here.

My brother has a talent to distract our parents. That helped him a lot when he wanted to get away from the problems that he got himself into. If you want someone’s help to keep a secret, James is your guy.

Drying the drops of water that pool around my chin with my shirt, I jog to the door, sighing to release the clumped anxiety in my system. I turn the knob, and my parent’s faces are the first ones to appear. Mom has a bright smile while my dad is dead serious; from far away you can appreciate that he’s not happy with this. Behind them, Luanna’s auburn hair stands out.

Two huge suitcases are at her sides and she looks better than ever. Her hair is longer, reaching her lower back. Contrary to me, Luanna got all of the Wayne’s genes, being a living carrot in every sense of the word. She’s white as paper, her face covered with a galaxy of freckles. She’s taller than me by three or four inches. Lu is wearing a yellow skirt that reaches her mid-thigh and a delicate white blouse.

“Lu!” I exclaim and she slightly pushes my parents to make her way through, asphyxiating me in a hug.

I don’t care about the fact that she’s almost trying to squeeze my lungs out. I haven’t seen her in more than a year. Luanna is my favorite cousin, my first mischief companion, and the only thing that I like about uncle Parker.

“You know? I’m not going to take it personal that you stood me up,” she comments, breaking the hug.

I wrinkle my face, shame crawling its way to my face.

“Sorry about that.”

She shrugs, pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head. Her blue eyes sparkle with malice and I have a feeling that she suspects the reason why I couldn’t wake up on time.

“Yeah, Bree, why did you forget?” Dad asks, arching a brow.

I gulp, forcing a smile.

“I went out with the girls. We stayed out late and it completely slipped my mind,” I answer telling the truth.Partially hiding relevant details.

I did go out and it did slip my mind. I’m just neglectfully omitting that it was with Stanley, and that I lost track of time because we were occupied with having our hands all over each other.

“Please, Austin. Bree’s young and she deserves to go out every once in a while,” Mom defends me, and shoots me a look. “As long as you’re careful about drinking. We don’t want more posts about you with bottles of vodka.”

I scratch the back of my neck awkwardly. For a moment I thought that she was going to say that I needed to be careful about sex. Clearly, my mind hasn’t forgotten that I got laid after being in a dry spell for months. My paranoia is mixing with inopportune thoughts. I need to get them out of here before I end up making a fool of myself.

“Thanks, mom.”

She smiles at me, winking.

“Do you need help unpacking?” Mom asks Luanna.

My cousin shakes her head in a negative gesture.

“Nah, I don’t think I should unpack anyway. I’m only staying here for a week.”

I frown.

“Why?” I question, a pout forming in my lips.

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