I wake up alone in Grayson's bed. I turn over to check what time it is on my phone and I see I have a text from him.
Grayson: I have a pretty busy day today and didn't want to wake you. Feel free to stay as long as you want, E should be home soon
I smile and drift back to sleep.
"WAKE UP MY BEAUTIFUL BEST FRIEND" i suddenly wake up to Ethan hovering over me while bouncing me on the bed. "Scoot over I want to cuddle" he's shoving me and lifting up the blanket. "No Ethan! I'm-" before I could warn him that I had no clothes on it was too late. He starts to laugh and shake his head. Is he really judging me? He has sex with a different girl like every weekend.
"Shut up!" I yell while holding the sheet around myself and throwing a pillow at him. I'm trying to hold my laughter in but I can't. He takes off his shirt and tosses it to me "get dressed you slut, I want to have a lazy Sunday"
I slide on his shirt and grab my thong off the floor, I see Grayson's underwear from last night and put those on too. Damn Ethan's shirt and Grayson's calvins? I am a slut.
I stand up, putting my hair in a bun and walk past Ethan while he's still laughing. He puts an arm around me and leans down "nice ass Nelson" i could die of embarrassment in this very moment.
