"What was that?" He asked but his wife just giggled and waved her hand in the air. She stumbled into the foyer trying to kick her shoes off.
"You don't have to get this drunk, Lilly," he said with the jealousy in his chest reaching the boiling point. He hurried home only to wait for her to come home with a guy she happily shared a secret with.
"How should I get drunk, Mr. Grayson?"
Matthew clenched his teeth. "Listen, Lil—"
"Pete!!!"
He heaved a deep sigh when Lilly dashed towards Pete and hung on his neck like a small child.
"Jeez, Lilly! Do you really have to get wasted on school days?"
Lilly let go of Pete's neck and she stepped back, putting her hands on her waist. "Oh, really? When can I get wasted?" She turned sideways and looked at Matthew who had her backpack. "You, mister, tell me, how should I drink?" She giggled.
Matthew and Pete exchanged glances.
