.......... Lersey's P.O.V...........
Shit that's my mom. I turned back to see her staring at us with an amazed expression on her face. Zoey quickly got down from the counter fixing her tank top that was currently pulled up revealing her bra. She was so scared I could see her hands shaking.
"Umm..hey baby" I said trying to enlighten the mood.
"That's not gonna work young lady, what's this?" she asked her face stoic.
"Mom-uh this is Zoey... she's my friend. "I said not sure how to refer to her as of yet.
"Zoey this is my mother Mrs Smith."
"Hi..ni-ce to meet you Mrs Smith" she said not meeting her eyes. Her head hang low and she was shaking.
I held her hand, squeezing it lightly, reassuring her, silently telling her that everything is okay.
"Hi Zoey it's nice to meet you too. Though
