Chapter Fourty-Two

Karen's POV

Mom walked into the kitchen as I neatly arranged the plates on the cupboard. "Good morning, mom." I politely greeted her. Brody was really lucky that my mom did not behave like his mom. 

"How was your night?" She asked and I suddenly remembered that I slept in Brody's room because of fear of the cockroaches in my room.

"It was annoying. Brody was annoying." I retorted and her eyes widened. "It's not what you think, I can't do such a thing." I continued.

Did my mom think I'll have sex with him easily. "Are you sure?" She asked again and I chuckled.

"Mom," I called out with a soft voice. "Believe me, I and Brody have not...." I paused when I remembered that we might have had sex when he took me to that party.

"Aren't you going to complete your sentence?" She suddenly asked, jerking me back to reality.

"I'll rather not complete it."

Mom sighed. "Mom, I totally forgot about what you asked me to do yesterday."

She smiled at me. "That would be t