Breakfast At Justin’s House

STORM

A knock on the door woke me up from a shallow but sweet sleep that I have been enjoying for a few hours I think. Was it morning already? I wondered, rubbing my cheek not so gently. After I had woken up from the erotic dream about Kaden, I had taken a while to fall asleep again. Perhaps that's why I still felt a bit groggy. I wanted more of the bed and sleep.

“Storm, are you awake?” That was Lucy. Oh god. Don’t tell me that she would act like a motherly figure in this house. I don’t think I can have a bout of mothering again after just escaping one. I thought, then cursing at myself for having such a bad thought about my friend before getting up from the bed and strolling to the door.

“Hey good morning..” I greeted, immediately I opened the door, a short smile on my face, battling with the need to shut the door on her face and go back to sleep; it’s not like I was going anywhere today. I had quit from my stepmother’s shop, even though I didn’t serve the wicked woman a notice. But