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“Hilarious.”
“I’m gonna grill veggie burgers. You can bring the dessert.” I think about it, then specify. “Cupcakes.”
“Cupcakes… Inviting the boyfriend over without asking a single question… What’s going on?”
I take another loud sip of my coffee, then audibly exhale. “I have someone for you to meet too.”
“Oh?”
“Yep.” I’m being evasive on purpose. But she deserves it with thisboyfriendbullshit.
“And who am I meeting?”
“Tilda.” I can’t even say her name without smiling anymore.
“And who is Tilda?”
I turn and look through the windows into the house, and I spot Tilda walking out of the bedroom in nothing but a towel.
“She’s my wife.”
The line is quiet. Then my sister shouts incoherent nonsense into the phone.
“Show up at four.”
She shouts something else, but I end the call.
Because my wife is dropping her towel.
Chapter 141
Tilda
My palms areclammy against the steering wheel.
Keeping an eye on my phone GPS, I run one hand, then the other, down the skirt of my dress.
I chose my yellow dress, the one I got married in, for today.
Sure, last time I wore it I was in a plane crash. But that day also felt like the start of something new. And not just because of the crash. Or the fact that night was the first time Ethan and I had sex.
It… it feels like since then, I’ve unlocked a part of myself.
The adventure part.
The outdoor part.
The confident part.
The desirable part.
I’m still unsure what to do with myself. What job to get. What hobbies to pursue.
But I also feel more likemethan I ever have before.
And because of that, I really want Ethan’s sister to like me.
My phone alerts me of my final turn in half a mile.
