Chloe answered the landline on the counter in the middle of its second ring.
“Hi, babe,” Matt said.
“What’s up?” Chloe asked, already knowing what his response would be.
“Looks like I’m going to be stuck at the office for a while,” he told her. “My clients have some last-minute changes in the offer they want to present, and I can’t risk passing it off to my assistant. You know how incompetent she is.”
“I understand.” Chloe reached for her laptop with her free hand and clicked onto Perfect Strangers, scrolling past her husband’s profile to check out the seemingly endless display of male pulchritude. It would serve Matt bloody well right if she swiped right on one of them. How she’d love to give her husband a taste of his own medicine!
“I might be pretty late,” Matt said.
“Okay.”
“Is everything all right? You sound kind of funny.”
“I’m fine.”
“The kids giving you a hard time?”
“Nothing I can’t handle.” She almost laughed.
“Okay. Well, I should be home by ten.”
Chloe closed her laptop and took a deep breath. “I’ll be waiting.”