" He leans over and snarls, “Yo’ mama.”

I grin. “She’s yo’ mama too, and I’m telling her you said that.”

He opens up his arms, taunting me, “Do it. I’ll tell her the real story about the dried basil leaves in your sock drawer.”

The motherfucker. “It was yours! I was hiding it for you!”

He shrugs. “She don’t know that. "

― Belle Aurora , Sugar Rush (Friend-Zoned, #3)