When My Husband Pocket-Dialed Me

the broth. He asked about my day. He told me his meetings had been exhausting.

I watched his mouth move and wondered how many lies could fit inside one face.

“How are things going with Dad’s investment?” I asked casually.

Mark looked up.

For half a second, his spoon paused.

Then his smile returned.

“Great. Really great. Your dad is excited. This could be continue reading …