______Don't get your panties twisted____
Rachel's POV
I groaned before I could hear what she was about to say next. "I haven't even said anything."
"I know but you just ruined my day," I released a breath. "I already know this won't be in my favor however I can't deny helping you."
"How do you know this won't be in your favor," she argued.
"An epiphany," I declared and she snorted while I tried to hold in a laugh. "Go ahead, tell me."
"It's about R&D," she informed and I quickly sat up.
"What about our baby?" I inquired, a tad worried.
"Don't get your panties twisted," she scoffed. "I need you to go help me sign the papers at your husband's company so they can send the textile materials to us today."
"Why me!" I exclaimed dramatically. "Why today?"
"I thought you told me Lorenzo said he'd send us the textile materials today," she spoke and my mind flashed back to Monday.
"It's this Thursday?" I asked in surprise.
