I swear to Jesus my phone company left me hanging and didn't tell me they like deactivated my iCloud shit so I couldn't like send normal iMessages so I legit just set it up again all by myself and you wanna know the damn time? It's FUCKING 1 AM! Like the fuck? But anyways I got it under control with a lot of swearing/grunting/heaving. Oh yeah, fun fact I somewhat have anger issues that I get from my dad. Anywho enjoy.
I woke up the next morning feeling a little bit sore. I slipped off the covers and it felt a little bit chilly. Oh yeah, I'm naked.
I face palmed myself forgetting to slip on a T shirt last night. Or at least a bra, I mean for Pete's sake Ryder's parents are home!
I sighed and quietly stole a piece of clothing item off the floor and slipped it on. You know this usually doesn't happen because Ryder's parents are always gone when dirty things happen between us. But let's just put it this way, Ryder was persistent as fuck and thought he needed a gift. I was in a cheery mood and felt giving and now, well now regret is kicking in.
I don't know if it was the rush of the moment that got him in a mood to screw my brains out, or the fact that his parents were a few feet away.
I slipped out of bed and made it Ryder's bathroom and looked back. There he was mouth open hair tangled and well, naked underneath that comforter.
I patted my belly smiling to myself that the little guy finally has a name. Shawn Bradey Colt. I dig it to be quite honest. It's cute, and it'll do for our little bundle of joy.
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"Ah finally up I see." Ryder's mom said as we walked down the steps to the kitchen.
"Long night eh?" His dad questioned.
I looked down feeling mortified. Hopefully they didn't hear noises coming from both of us. "You know, it was hard to sleep. But hey, I fell asleep somehow." I spit out my tea hearing Ryder say that. Maybe it's just my fucked up mind but that sounded very sexual.
I coughed and wiped up my mess. "Uh sorry, the tea was hot." I tried explaining my sudden action of spitting out the tea. Ryder's dad slowly nodded his head and carried on.
"So Ryder next month, do you have any plans?" Ryder's mom questioned. "I mean I've got a few, hang out with the family, go see some of my friends." Ryder said playing it off cooly.
That's right, his birthday is next month. He'll be a legal adult then.
"You know kid, you're gonna be eighteen, that's a big thing in your life. You sure you don't wanna go to some, what do you call it now in days, "rad" party?" "Not into it anymore, I find getting drunk off my ass not remembering a thing not my style anymore."
"Ryder Colt what did you just say?" "Mom it's in the past I don't do the shit anymore." "Language." His mom snapped. "Besides I've got better things to take care of." He said looking down at me. I smiled a little.
"Alright well whatever makes you happy now come on and help me fix the transmission in this car I'm working on." He dad said hoisting himself up off the seat.
Then it was Ryder's mom and I.
"So do you have any suggestions for things to do for his birthday?" I questioned. "Well I mean dear he said all he wants to do is hang out with his friends." She said turning back to me. "Well maybe we can throw a surprise birthday party?" I asked. "I would love to but don't you think he's a little too old for those?"
I shrugged. "To be honest I don't think anyone is. I mean invite a couple of his friends, bring family over. And have a couple of his friends invite him out so we can decorate and get it all set up." I said confidently.
"You really think that would work?" She questioned.
"I mean we can always try." I said smiling.
Meh it's short but yeah. Night/morning love you all.
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