Tatum
“Bout time you brought your lazy ass home."
I smile to myself as I hear Addie start in on me. We'd seen each other for a quick wave before we'd both left for our respective jobs.
“I knew this would happen as soon as you saw me today." The grin doesn't leave my face as I continue taking my laundry out of the dryer.
“Why are you doing laundry on a Wednesday? You're typically a weekend washer." The arch of her brow is suspicious.
“I'm not going to be here this weekend," I carefully speak the words, preparing for the onslaught of questions I know will come.
“And where in the hell will you be, Tatum Walker?"
Continuing to fold the laundry, I turn to face her fully, almost cracking up at the pose she's struck. Her hand is on her hip, eyes drawn in question, and she's pointing her fr
