DENNER THOMPSON
When Briana came out of the bathroom and immediately slammed the bedroom door, I felt bad for a moment, but that feeling quickly passed when I remembered how my dad spoke to her during the call she answered in my car.
It was practically impossible to hold myself back when those specific memories came to mind.
Waking up with a massive hangover without remembering what had happened was making me nervous, especially when I realized that my dad's mistress slept with me, in the same bed.
But I knew nothing had happened between us.
After taking a quick shower, I returned to the room and, to my dismay, it was already past ten in the morning, and I was in deep trouble.
Seeing the numerous missed calls and messages on my phone, I didn't even have the courage to open them, but
