"Hi," mumbled Andrew as he stepped in.
I probably looked like crap with dark circles under my eyes, my hair in a messy bun, my clothes disheveled, and my coffee in sight.
"Hey," I said not taking my eyes off my computer screen.
I needed to finish so I could get home to my Andre.
"I heard you yelling," he said," I wanted to check if everything is okay." Same old Andrew, so sweet and caring.
"Yeah," I lied," I'm fine."
"Is there something you're not telling me?" he asked.
"No," I hesitated. Should I tell him? Was it relevant?
"Lacey," he smiled softly.
"I know you're hiding something from me," he said. This man.
"Okay fine," I said giving up.
"My ex-husband called," I groaned.
He picked me up bridal style and moved me to the couch. I couldn't help but smile. He
