“Yes, sure you can,” she said, smiling from the ends of her lip. I quietly stormed away while she and my mom chatted and laughed. I got to my room to see two missed calls from Alex. “Why is your wife at my place?” I texted angrily.
“You’re joking,” he texted back with a laughing emoji. “My wife is on a vacation with my daughter, Lily.”
Now, that was weird. I swallowed hard, and I began to feel so hot and uneasy.
“Emily, I called you. Don’t keep me waiting.” He texted again, thinking what I said before was a joke.
I stared at the text blankly, wondering whether to tell him that his wife was actually at my house and planning on bringing his daughter for me to babysit tonight while she’s away on another vacation.
“Yeah, sure,” I texted back. I grabbed a purse and left my room, but on my
