John POV:
Lying on my bed with a f*****g headache I don’t know if it is from the cakes or aggravation. I know when Bastet wakes up, she might be mad but f**k it, she is not the only one pissed off. Honestly, I can’t put the whole blame on Bastet McKee is responsible as well. I know he doesn’t respect our relationship; the word is they use to be an item until he left for college. It is his loss he should accept that she moved on. Lost in my thought until my phone alerts me someone is at the door. I know who it is, and I don’t want to deal with it tonight, if I don’t open the door, she will find a way to get in. Reluctantly I walk down to open the door, she just walks in.
“Bastet what do you want I am not in the mood go home or back to McKee”, I say trying not to yell.
“John, please I cam
