Twisted Affair Vol. 1
“Maybe some wine and ice cream. It was better than it sounded.
I was curled up on the couch, a half-empty glass on the coffee table and a bag of potato chips next to me when Livie finally got home. I scooted over, waiting for her to join me on the couch. It was our ritual when the two of us worked the same shift that we'd spend a couple hours together when we got home, just relaxing and hanging out.
I waited for a minute and when she didn't come over, I sat up, frowning. “Livie? Is everything alright?”
She was standing there, this expression on her face that I couldn't quite read. Panic flooded me. I could always read Livie. We rarely needed to talk to know what the other one was thinking. Except now, I needed to ask the question.
“What is wrong?” I got to my feet, a thousand worries flooding me. Was she sick? Had she gotten fired again? Or quit because one too many men had hit on her?
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