#Chapter85
Bad Boy Daddy
SEB
Jesus, please, don’t let me think that. I check her phone while she’s sleeping, but I don’t find anything, or maybe I’m just overthinking, and she’s pressured with moving in and her college. I check her emails and her credit card bills. Nothing worths suspecting.
I send her to her house before my flight. It’s hard to leave her when she seems off, but she won’t let me cancel my trip. I call her as soon as I land.
/"Babe, did you even land?/"
I can hear her chuckling. /"Miss you already, wife. And don’t roll your eyes on me, Abbygail./"
She laughs. Thank God, she sounds okay. /"Good. I’m about to roll my eyes. How’s your flight?/"
I feel sad that she’s not here with me. /"Nothing interesting to tell, except that I miss my wife. If she only agreed to come with me, I might fuck her in this hotel room./"
She laughs even more. /"Can you not think about fuck for just a minute, Sebastian./"
