10 - Kiss

~Natasha’s Point of View~

WHAAAAAA WHAAAA WHAAAAAA

“Ugh,” I moaned, rolling over.

My tits were heavy, aching. If Louie didn’t get me up to nurse they would have.

“Shhh, shhh, it’s okay,” I heard, snapping me fully into reality. I darted upright and looked around my bedroom, confused.

“Don’t wake mommy, let her sleep,” I heard, even further confusing me.

There’s a man in my house. Talking to my baby!!

I shot off the bed, but the harsh movement made me pause for a moment and hold my head. I quickly yawned and felt all over how tired I was, and the flood of last night hit me.

Lukas Trent is in my house.

He spent the night here. He slept on my couch. Feisty’s drummer … slept … on … my couch. Without another thought I darted to the bathroom and practically squealed in shock at myself.

At lightning speed I washed my face, brushed my hair and teeth then put my mop in a quick bun. I put on enough make-up to make me feel humanish. I really needed a shower though.

Louie was still