“Emmy?” I heard him calling me again. I shut the book hurriedly. fuck if he saw the book, he won’t sit without getting a perfect excuse from me to have this book. he is much more stubborn than me when it comes to find something he suspects fishy.

“I know you are inside. I can feel your presence duh.” He said lamely getting bored from the other side of the door. I put the book back in the bag and slide it under the bed back to its position.

I sighed and open the door to find him standing in front of me, checking the bag, the delivery guy left...