Dangling Shannon’s bra from her fingers, Mam arched a brow. “Care to explain?” “Would you believe me if I told you that was mine?” I offered weakly. “It’s not your size,” Mam growled before taking aim at me with the bra. “In my house!” she wailed, slapping me over the head with Shannon’s bra. “And then I went to tidy your bedside locker, and guess what I found in your drawer?” She took another swipe at me with the bra. “A box of condoms!” “Unopened because I didn’t do anything—” Diving into damage-control mode, I tightened my hold on my towel and ducked around her. “Ma, we didn’t have sex, I
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