Usually, my attempts at making contact with my hot-ass landlord are half-hearted, but today he came through for me. The woman who runs the daycare that I take Milo to called saying she was sick, and I was too nervous to take a day off work—I really need this job. Rhys heard me on the phone in the backyard, and this time, when he popped his head over the fence, he didn’t ask about my sister. He offered to watch Milo. I have no idea what the man does for a living, but he’s often home. He seems nice enough, and I was desperate, so I took him up on the offer.
