I shivered.
"Well, hope I'm not interrupting anything." Came Atlas's voice.
Leo pulled away from me and sat up on the bed. Atlas waltzed into the room and over to me. He's wearing nothing but a pair of black basketball shorts. Atlas lifted the covers and crawled into bed with us. His arms circled around me, and he pulled me into him while crashing our lips together.
"Sleep well, babygirl?" He asked.
"She slept like a rock, and then woke up in a sour mood," Leo said as he got up from bed.
I frowned at him and Atlas matched it.
"What do you mean a sour mood?" He asked.
Leo rummaged through some drawers before pulling out a pair of red basketball shorts and pulling them up.
"Ask her." He said, and then leaned against the dresser and folded his arms.
Atlas turned to me.
"Babygirl?
