CHAPTER THIRTY
“Can you quit pacing like that?” Raymond said, finally tired of my panicked self.
“A guy, who is not my husband, just saw me naked. How can I calm down Ray? I can’t even pick Dane’s calls and he won’t stop calling either,” I sat down, imploring him with my eyes,” What do I do?”
“I don’t know. You could probably start with picking Dane’s calls before he drives all the way here,” he shrugged non-chalantly while resting back on his seat.
“Ugh! This is the worst day,” I groaned, burying my face into my hands. Why couldn’t I just have one good thing? How was I even supposed to face Benoit if I ever ran into him? Maybe I didn’t have to run into him. I could block his number.
Yeah, blocking him would definitely save me from feeling more embarrassed and if I avoided the park, I
