*Jim*
My alarm doesn’t wake her. She doesn’t even budge. I don’t know how much sleep she got, so I pull the blanket over her and kiss her forehead. I throw some clothes on and get ready to work, but I grab her phone and plug it in first.
-I’m heading out to work. I hope you’re here when I get back, but if not, I understand. Have a good day, Amelia.
I make breakfast, leave her a plate in the microwave, and head out. Things are running smoothly, and I’m about to head back when one of the guys tells me that part of the fence is broken. I turn back and see Emmy’s car at the house, so I go with him to find and repair the hole.
“She’s been here a bit,” Mike comments, fishing for more information.
“And?” I challenge him. “It’s not any business of yours.”
He holds his hands up defens
