Frantic

Sade

“Thank you for worrying about me, but I promise I’m going to be okay,” I assured Trent.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Khloe came out of the bedroom dressed in an outfit that showcased all of her assets. Her makeup was heavy, and she looked like she was ready to have a good time.

“I’m outta here!” she said. “You kids behave yourselves, and don’t have sex on that couch. If that couch is staying here with me, I don’t want to be sitting where you guys have done it.”

I grinned, giving her a sweet angelic smile. “How do you know we haven’t already done it on this couch?”

Trent nearly choked.

She wrinkled up her nose. “Gross.”

“Bye!” I said, waving at her as she walked out the door.

We waited a few minutes, making sure she wasn’t going to come back in. Trent nearly threw me off his lap as he got to his feet. He was hauling me to the bedroom with such haste, I nearly tripped over my own feet.

It was a frantic joining, both of us tearing off our clothes and falling onto the bed.