Steamed (A Maid in La Mystery)
“ Everything came back to me in a rush.
My parents.
Dad’s award.
Breakfast.
Find the laptop.
Chaste kisses.
It was the kisses part that led to my night of tossing and turning. I rolled out of bed, tossed on a sweatshirt and wished I hadn’t slept in. I stumbled to the door and greeted my parents with, “Mother. Dad. You’re very early.”
“It’s nearly nine. If we’d come any later, it would have been lunch, not breakfast.”
“Maybe we could have tried for b...runch?” I muttered.
My father held out a to-go tray. “I brought coffee and donuts.”
My mother led the way into the kitchen and was about to take a seat at one of the stools at the counter, when she stopped and brushed off some imaginary crumbs before she sat.MoreLess
My parents.
Dad’s award.
Breakfast.
Find the laptop.
Chaste kisses.
It was the kisses part that led to my night of tossing and turning. I rolled out of bed, tossed on a sweatshirt and wished I hadn’t slept in. I stumbled to the door and greeted my parents with, “Mother. Dad. You’re very early.”
“It’s nearly nine. If we’d come any later, it would have been lunch, not breakfast.”
“Maybe we could have tried for b...runch?” I muttered.
My father held out a to-go tray. “I brought coffee and donuts.”
My mother led the way into the kitchen and was about to take a seat at one of the stools at the counter, when she stopped and brushed off some imaginary crumbs before she sat.MoreLess
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