"She needs to sleep, mom. We better head up," I said, letting my exhausted girlfriend lay her head on my shoulder.
"I'm fine," Stacy said with a yawn, her eyes closing.
"Please don't give her that kind of power. We'll never sleep and I'm so—" Willow groaned.
"So what, Willow?" I said, daring her to tell our blissfully unaware mother how drunk she was.
She was sober enough to know to keep to the shadows and not out herself to our mom, but I knew all her tricks.
"I'm going to make more coffee. You don't mind, do you Stacy dear?" my mom asked, heading back into the kitchen.
Being the angel she was, Stacy said, "I could go all night" completely without the intent of making my dick twitch.
