“Was his dad hot?" Alex's voice tickled my ears through my AirPods.
“What? Alex!" I yelled, scolding her. “You're disgusting."
I decided to rearrange the shelves in the bookstore to make space for the new arrivals that morning. However, some light cleaning turned into a full-blown deep clean. I had already set up the new coffee machine and mopped the floors.
“It's a valid question," Alex responded, unfazed by my scolding. “Luke isn't an ugly man, so it's only fair to assume his dad is good-looking."
“I'm not going to speak to you about where my boyfriend's dad is on the attractiveness scale," I said, dropping books onto the table.
“I could be your mother-in-law," she whispered.
I laughed, almost choking on my saliva. “You are not going to be my mother-in-law."
“How would you know?
