Leather & Lace ✔

Untitled Part 29

"Luke. Why are you shirtless in my son's bed?"

"Strike one." Mara's voice said.

"He fell asleep counting my tattoos."

"STRIKE TWO!" Mara yelled from her bedroom.

"Tike Too!" Melanie repeated.

Mrs. Clifford sighed, "Put a shirt on please."

"Yes ma'am."

When she left, Michael started giggling from his spot beside me.

"Don't laugh at me." I pouted. "And I thought you were sleeping."

"No. I was listening to you being scolded by mum." He laughed.

"You're so mean to me." I whined.

"Just get your shirt on before she comes back in and kicks you out." Michael chuckled.

I sighed and picked my shirt up off the floor.

"Well I wouldn't have gotten yelled at if you didn't take it off in the first place." I said, tugging the black muscle tee on.

"I like you without a shirt on." Michael mumbled, rubbing his eyes as he sat up.

"What?"

"I said-"

 "oh, I heard what you said." I said, rolling over so I was over top of him.

"Then don't make me repeat myself." Mikey said, letting me pin his wrists above his head as he fluttered his eyes closed.

"BREAKFAST! MARA! BOYS!"

I whined and Michael opened his eyes.

"No kisses for you." He said, sitting up.

"Rude." I scoffed, letting him get off the bed.

"Come on, Mr. Grumpy pants. Mum probably made us French toast." Michael said, grabbing a black skirt out of the closet.

"Ha, you just came out of the closet."

"You did not." Michael said.

"But I did." I laughed, falling back on the bed.

"If you make another joke like that we're breaking up."

"So then I'll have to go home-ooohhhh!" I yelled, bending over as I practically cried laughing.

"LUCAS!"

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Bad jokes

~Cookie Xx