“Okay, fine. I only read the notifications when they popped up.” He smiles a knowing smile that makes me want to crawl into a hole. I drop my face into my hands, hiding my burning cheeks. “Oh, it’s not that bad. It’s actually kind of funny.” “It’s not funny.” But even as I say it, I’m biting back a reluctant smile. “We can tell the story at our fake fortieth-anniversary party. ‘Kids, let me tell you about the time your mom kept track of when she was horny and how her bowel movements were going.’” A laugh snorts out as I playfully punch his shoulder. “See? You did read it! All of it.” “Of
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