“Why are you sitting next to me in this scenario? Are you stalking me? Do we have a bad break-up and you just can’t let go? I cheat on you with Erika, don’t I?” Cocking his head, he says, “I’d watch that.” I roll my eyes and shove him in the shoulder. “Ew.” “Anyway, no, I’m not stalking you. We’re married.” Laughter bubbles up and I can’t quite keep it in. “We are?”
