Two minutes feel like ten by the time a new text pops up. Lily Yes. I’m home. I want to throw my phone across the room because how can three words have the same effect over me as an emergency Xanax? Me Next time do what I say and text me when you get home. Lily Sure, baby. Me I hate the nickname, by the way. Only because my heart does this little jolt every damn time she uses it. Lily Good. Now I love it even more.
