I can see you hurtin', I've been through the same thing
Baby, don't you worry I got you.
I just wanna know you, Tell me all your secrets
Lookin' like you need it.
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you
We can get high, oh nah nah nah
We can get low, oh nah nah nah
Let me be your friend, baby, let me in
Tell you no lies, oh nah nah nah
We can get lost, oh nah nah nah
Take it all off, oh nah nah nah
Let me be your friend, baby, let me in
Give it to me, oh nah nah nah
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Olivia Godfrey awoke the next morning and went to get her son up.
She came to a complete stop when she saw he was wrapped around their guest, Mirána.
"Oh, Jesus." She rolled her eyes and walked to his side table, grabbing the drinking glass that was there. She let it fall to the ground, making a loud break echo through the room and wake the sleeping two.
Roman snapped up, looking disheveled as Mirána groaned, stretching.
"What the fuck?" Roman stared his mother in the eyes and she walked closer to him.
"I told you to keep her out of your bed, you goddamn brute." She hissed.
"Ms. Godfrey—" Mira started but was cut short.
"You be quiet," she raised her brows. "I told you to take care of her and you take advantage of her in her time of grief. Her mother just died for Christ sake!" Olivia barked at Roman.
"We just slept!" He told her and she laughed without humor. "I'm serious." He sighed.
Mira looked at him and he mouthed "I'm sorry" to her.
"I'm apologizing in advance for whatever charade my son is playing with you, Darling. I raised him better." She raised a brow. "Clean this up. We aren't done talking about this." She motioned to the glass and held her chin up as she stepped out of his room and slammed the door.
Roman and Mirána looked at each other before they both convulsed into laughter.
He fell back on his back and she grabbed her pillow and put it over her face to muffle her loud laugh.
"She fucking hates me." Mira thought aloud and Roman laughed harder.
"She hates the both of us." He smiled widely.
"How the hell have you lived this long with her?"
"It's something else, I assure you." He told her and she calmed down. "She probably thinks you're knocked up with her future grandchild now." He scoffed.
"Oh, geez." She sat up and looked over her shoulder at him, smiling sweetly.
He could feel a warmth flood through him at the sight of her messy hair and slight early morning pudge face.
"What?" She asked and he licked his lips.
"Nothing." He shook his head.
She turned to face him and leaned in to kiss him. It was a quick peck, but it made his smile grow wider.
"I'm gonna go eat. I'm hungry as hell." She told him and he nodded.
"Don't let my mom nail you to the table with spoons." He told her and she giggled, getting out of the bed.
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