I let out a laugh. “You don’t have to pay me. What time?”
“Eightish? Um, maybe make it seven?” Her voice fluctuates as if she’s not entirely sure.
“I’ll be there, but I’m feeding him chocolate milk all day, so he’ll be good and wired when you get back,” I tease.
“Bad idea considering he’s lactose intolerant. The joke would be on you, literally,” she retorts.
I chuckle, and a big yawn escapes me, causing her to do the same. I didn’t realize how tired I actually was until now. “Yeah, never mind on that one. Anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.”
“Thank you. I love you!”
“Uh-huh, love you too.”
I end the call and set my alarm. I’m feeling restless, so I turn on the TV. Too many thoughts swarm through my head, and they keep going back to Cade and Kristi. Jealousy rears its ug
