“Mhm.” He mumbled down the phone, clearly irritated. As he listened to his business partner ramble on, he kept checking his watch for when his wife would get home.

Letting you go shopping by yourself wasn’t on his bucket list, but you insisted on it to give Matt some space for his phone calls.

As soon as you walked through the front door, he looked at you and ended the call. “There’s my wife.” He spoke gently, glancing at you.