“I am so glad to be home.”
“Good, these two little poop machines missed you,” Wes groaned.
I cringed, “They have been going through diapers faster than usual.”
“I’m pretty sure I will be smelling baby s**t for the next few weeks,” Bailey added, scrunching her nose.
“Thank you both so much. I don’t know what I would do without your support.”
“I know if the roles were reversed, you would do the same. You did the same. Brielle, you gave up your life to give me mine. Not to mention, I adore these two. They are such good pups,” Bailey cooed.
“How was your trip?” Wes questioned, propping his feet on my coffee table.
I swallowed hard, remembering how I killed a man. I saw that his body was found last night after he didn’t check out of his hotel room. According to the news, he wa
