If I have to (bwwm)

chapter 2

I'm a pretty heavy sleeper so even I'm surprised when I wake up to the sound of something knocking. Paranoid and half asleep I grab my baseball bat and phone. I debate if I should investigate or not.

My friends are out and I live alone. Most of the tenants in my building are elderly and are in bed by eight o'clock.

Don't be a lil bitch Morgan just go see. My pep talk is shitty like my aim with this bat. Two years on the softball team and I still can barely hit the ball. Or anything thing that's moving. At this point, I definitely know someone is at my door.

Should I check? If I don't they could be robbers and think that no one is home. If I answer it could a psycho ax murderer. I'm fucked if I do I'm dead if I don't.

Think positive Morgan damn

I finally make it to the door. Sweaty palms, shaking hands and all. As I tremble to the pep hole I'm almost scared shitless when I hear a voice at the door.

"Goddammit Moe open the door I have to pee!"

Relief engulfs me once I realize it's my friends. When I open the door.  Chloe wobbly runs straight up the stairs to the bathroom. She looks like she had a wild night. She moved so fast that she's upstairs before Destiny and Ali are in the house. I noticed its more people than my girls. I'm greeted by two unfamiliar faces at my front door. Why are they here? I think to myself. Ali introduces me to the mystery men.

Keith & James Gallo.

Both men are very handsome. You can definitely see the resemblance. Keith has golden blonde hair. The kind of blonde that you just won't get from a bottle. His blonde locks are complimented by his ocean blue eyes. He has a few tattoos that are scattered across his tan skin. He's a  seven-point five in my book.

James, on the other hand, is a ten all across the board. Tattoos seem to be on every inch of him. His pale skin making the black ink more noticeable than it already is. The man is a walking story and I want to read him. Whoa, slow down Morgan he can still be an ax murderer....just a hot one.

His grey eyes haven't left me since he came in. It's intimidating and enticing all at once. Finally, I remove my eyes from him. Noticing that I'm standing here in only a sports bra and some boxer shorts.

Without another word, I dart to my ass to my bedroom to change. Earning light chuckles from everyone and a smirk from James.