Anytime.
Standing alone, his replies looked warm. Too warm.
Can you come over? I need you.
I didn’t think he’d cheated.
But I was furious that he’d given Vanessa so much material to work with before finally cutting her off.
“You knew she was flirting with you,” I said. “Why did you keep going over there?”
“Because I had zero interest in her. I thought that was obvious.”
“It wasn’t enough for it to be obvious to you.”
He went quiet.
He’d given Vanessa so much material to work with
***
Two days later, the wedding cake customer canceled. She had heard there was “some trouble” with my bakery and couldn’t risk her order.
I stared at the message until the words blurred.
Vanessa wasn’t just embarrassing me anymore.
She was costing me money.
That night, I put my phone on the kitchen table.
“We post everything,” I said. “Every conversation. Full screenshots. Dates. All of it.”
She was costing me money.
Irvin shook his head.
