*Hope*
“Seems like we have been spotted darling”. Owen says the next morning as he is checking his phone.
I lean over to look. Someone posted a picture with me and Owen in the background kissing. It is somewhat hazy and we might be able to get away with claiming it is someone else. Someone tagged Owen asking ‘@OwenReed care to explain ?’
“So are you going to answer ?” I look at him.
“It was okay for you that we ... come forward right ?” He looks at me and I nod. Then he smiles and starts typing. ‘What can I say, she lost her contact. I helped her look for it’.
I shake my head. “My contact ? Where did I drop that ? On my tonsils ? You know that no one is going to buy that right ?”
“Yeah ... but it’s okay. I think it’s time we admit it”. He turns his face and reaches out to caress my c
