"Mum!" Aila groaned, covering her face as her cheeks reddened. Mandy seemed to almost skip back through the door, whistling a happy tune.
"At least it wasn't Andy," Damon murmured, looking down at his naked body, only covered by the bedsheet at his waist and Aila's body. It was apparent what they'd been up to first thing in the morning. He was right. Although they were all adults, having her dad burst into the room was worse.
But Andy wasn't like her mum, who also knew she should wait downstairs. Aila moved to look at her phone on the bedside table, revealing it to be 8am. She shook her head. Mandy and Andy weren't supposed to be there until 10am, but she wasn't annoyed by it; her parents didn't want to wait any longer to see their daughter.
Although they'd already heard Aila's voice on the phone, nothing beat seeing they're safe and well like in person. Boy, did her mother know now that she was perfectly fine with her naked mate in bed.
