Chase’s POV:
Note to self: Buy mom blackout curtains for the entire fucking house for Christmas.
Sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains had the little drummer boy in my head doing his best impression of Van Halen’s ‘Hot for Teacher’. With a groan, I yanked the pillow from under my head and slammed it down over my face. As I did, a disgruntled moan sounded from the warm body pressed against me. Images from last night began to flash through my head like a highlight reel. Hadley drunk. Hadley naked in my bed. Hadley whispering she loved me. Almost instantly, I felt all the blood in my body head south. 

“Cut the damn light off you idiot” groaned Hadley as she tugged the comforter over her head, trying to drown out the light in the room.

“Not the light sweetheart.” said a female voice. A voice that I knew better than I knew my own. Jerking up so fast the room began spinning, I glared in the direction of my mama’s voice and groaned when I saw her sitting in the chair by the bed dangling the yellow lace bra Hadley had been wearing the night before on her index finger. “There's more cotton in the top of an aspirin bottle than in this bra, Hadley Grace. Sure hope you didn't pay much for this. Oh, looks like this is Victoria Secret. Guess it's not a secret anymore” 

Upon hearing her name, Hadley set up in bed, much like I had, dragging the blanket with her to cover herself as she did.

“Ma, I can explain-” Hadley stammered, not looking the woman in the eye. Then again, I couldn't talk because I was looking anywhere but at my mama. 

“Explain what exactly?” I heard mama asking. Just yesterday mama had grilled me about when I was going to pull my head out of my ass when it came to my feelings for Hadley. I couldn't imagine what the picture before her was telling her.  “How you ended up in bed naked? Sweetheart, I know I’m no spring chicken anymore but I do know what the morning after looks like.”

“Seriously Mama?” I asked in disbelief. 

“Seriously Chase Daniel.” she said snarkily. “So does this mean you two have finally pulled your heads out of your asses?”

“Mama!” I yelled, making the little drummer boy in my head pound a little harder. 

“Nothing happened.” said Hadley shyly. 

“Well forgive me for assuming but in my day when a man and woman slept in the same bed naked, it was because they loved each other and they had just-” 

“Sweet Jesus Mama. For the love of all that's holy, do not finish that sentence.” I groaned. Last thing I needed to hear right now was my mama talking about sex. I was still traumatized from “the talk” from when I was a kid. Bad enough I would have the picture of her holding the sexiest bra I had ever laid eyes on in my life. 

“Sex is a nautral thing Chase. How the heck do you think I ended up with three boys?” said Mama, matter-a-factly.

“Dear lord,” I heard Hadley mutter from beside me. I agree, Hads. I agree.

“Mama, would you give us a minute?” I asked, looking at the picture just above her head, hoping that she thought I was looking at her.

“Take the time y'all need. But when you get done, I hope you know that the three of us are going to have a long overdue chat.” said Mama as she stood from the chair and began walking to the door. Just as she was about to pass through the doorway, she tossed Hadley’s bra in our direction before shutting the door behind her. As if in slow motion, I watched as her fuzzy brain told her it was a good idea to reach for and attempt  to catch the scrap of lace, forgetting the blanket hat she was holding. I watched out of the corner of my eye -too scared to move- as the blanket fell around her waist, revealing those beautiful breasts that had been pressed against me last night. Even now, I could still feel the ghost of their warmth on my skin. The hard on that had disappeared as soon as I had heard my mama’s voice came back in full force.

I'm not sure how long the two of us sat there staring at the closed door -well, Hads was staring at the door, I was using my peripheral to look at her tits that she hadn't realized were still on display- when Hadley finally spoke. 

“What the hell happened last night Chasey?” she asked, sitting stone still and still staring at the door. Part of me wanted to reach over and snatch the blanket up to cover her so that I could breathe again, but the teenage boy side was enjoying the damn view. 

“We both got drunk, talked about exes, and then I put you to bed.” I said. I had to swallow a few times as I spoke because my mouth was literally watering from wanting to draw one of those delectable looking nipples into my mouth. 

“Why the hell am I naked? Oh god. Tell me we didn't.” she said, whipping her head in my direction, her eyes locking with mine. Judging by the sheer look of panic on her face, she was just before losing her shit. Part of me wanted to shake the shit out of her and ask her if it would really be that bad if we had. But the part that couldn't stand to lose her won out and had me telling her the truth.   

“No, we didn't.” I said, my pride wounded. Lying through my teeth, I added “You're not really my type so…” 

The two of us sat there, eyes locked and speechless for I don't even know how long. I knew I needed to get us to much safer territory but for the life of me, I couldn't tear my gaze away from hers. It was like I was lost in the depths of her cornflower colored eyes, entranced by her and her beauty. There was something there, something that she was trying to hide and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I know what I wanted it to be. But there was no way in hell that was possible. Or was it? 

I was so lost in her that I hadn’t realized we had both leaned in until I felt her breath against my lips. All it would take is for either of us to close that fraction of distance between us. I felt myself learning closer when she licked her lips in anticipation. But just as I was about to kiss her -finally- a knock sounded at the door just before my brother Chad’s face appeared in the opened door. It was at that moment that Hadley realized that her breasts were exposed. Snatching the blankets, she fell back to the bed with a yeep. 

“Fuck. Sorry man.” said Chad, closing the door with a loud thud. 

“I better get dressed.” said Hadley, standing from the bed and dragging the comforter with her. I watched as she gathered her things silently. 

“I’ll meet you downstairs.” I said, standing from the bed and going to leave the room.

“Chase?” said Hadly, her tone nervous. 

“Hmm?”

“About what just almost happened-”

“We can talk about that when both of us aren't hungover okay.” I said cutting her off. I knew in my gut that she was about to say that it would have been a mistake to kiss. It was bad enough that she couldn't look at me. The last thing I wanted to hear right now was excuses of why it would have been a mistake. “Meet you downstairs.” Turning on my heel, I grabbed a tee from my bag and slipped out the door.