I glanced at him. “You’re asking a lot of questions for someone who claimed he didn’t want to watch this.”
“I’ve lost my wife to this series almost every night,” he pulled me to him, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’d rather we enjoy it together, so please tell me how he messed up.”
I sighed as I paused the episode to give him a rundown of everything that happened. If he weren’t so sweet, I would have ignored him, but he was right. It would be nice to enjoy the series with him.
30- callahan
I suppressed a smile as I stared at my phone.
The photo Vani had sent earlier filled the screen, and no matter how many times I looked at it, I couldn’t stop the warmth that spread through my chest. She had taken it at the café during a half shift, her hair tied back loosely with a faint smudge of flour near her cheek.
She looked… happy.
And ridiculously cute.
Cute enough that the moment she sent it, I immediately made it my wallpaper.
Now every time my phone lit up, there she was.
I told myself I was just checking the time.
Theo’s snicker from across the office made it clear he wasn’t buying that explanation. “Unbelievable.”
I looked up slowly, already knowing the expression on his face. Theo leaned against the edge of my desk with his arms crossed, watching me as though he had just caught me doing something embarrassing.
“What?”
He pointed at my phone. “You.”
I frowned slightly. “What about me?”
He shook his head and laughed. “You’re a simp.”
I locked my phone and set it down. “Very mature.”
“I’m serious,” he continued, still amused. “You’re grinning at your phone like a teenager with a crush.”
“This isn’t a crush,” I leaned back in my chair. “It’s my wife.”
“That’s exactly my point.”
I sighed. “Why don’t you join the simp club and get married?”
Theo recoiled slightly, as if I had just suggested something outrageous. “No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I enjoy being a bachelor.”
“And what exactly does that lifestyle include?”
“Freedom.”
“Freedom to do what?”
Theo shrugged casually. “Whatever I want.”
I opened my mouth to comment further when there was a knock at the door. The sound interrupted whatever argument we were about to have. My eyes moved toward the door immediately. My assistant had gone out to grab lunch not long ago, so I knew it wasn’t him.
