Violet's mother had woken her and Noah up too many times to count. But never was it as awkward as that particular morning. The difference this time was that her mom knew they were dating and probably thought they had done more than they actually had.
She felt wronged. They literally fell asleep! Nothing else had happened!
It was difficult getting her mother's knowing smile out of her head. Like an itch she couldn't scratch, the thought festered all the way through physical therapy. Even later, when Violet sat around watching Noah teach his after school classes, it continued to bother her.
She had never once entertained the idea of moving out after becoming an adult. The penthouse was her home and had been since she was born. But if there were going to be more awkward encounters like this morning, could she really maintain her composure around her parents?
