Delilah
We picked up Greg on the way to my house. I walk into my house but I don’t see JJ. I do however see a mess in my kitchen that makes my cheeks burn with embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry. It doesn’t usually look like this,” I say.
“It’s alright dear,” Ilene says.
“Where’s JJ babe?” Jake says.
I love that he calls me pet names already. I know we haven’t discussed what we are to each other and I’m trying not to get my hopes up.
“If they’re not here he’s most likely at the shop with Brian,” I say.
“Should we head there instead?” Greg asks.
“No need. The back gate connects to the shop,” I say leading everyone out back.
“Wow. That is so awesome,” Annabel says.
“That was not there yesterday,” I say pointing to the play structure shaped like a pirate ship in the backyard.
“It wasn’t?
