“Curtis, get to the car, will you?” Janet’s voice floated in from outside as I lay sprawled on the couch, staring up at the ceiling blankly.
“What about Momma?” I heard my baby’s tiny voice raise a question.
“I'll go get her,” Janet replied, her footsteps growing louder as she approached the wide-open door.
I could sense her presence even without looking in her direction. She stood, waiting patiently beside the couch.
“Hey there, princess,” she let out softly. “It’s time to go. We don't want to be late now, do we?”
I remained still, stubbornly refusing to move while soaking in a few more seconds of peace.
Then, out of nowhere, I felt a pair of lips press gently against mine, shocking my eyes wide open.
Hovering above me, Janet smirked mischievously. “What?” Her voice dripped with a
