I sat down patiently in my pajama pants as the clock strikes 5pm. Jake should be home by now.Maybe it was just traffic. He got off at 4 though. I don't know.I felt like something was up, so I went and asked Brax. Who was in his room working on the shower invitations.
"Do you know where Jake is? He should've been home by now don't you think?"
"I don't know. Haven't talked to him since his lunch break. Maybe he stopped by at my mothers house? Did you call him?" He asked.
"No. Should I?"
I walked over to my cell phone. I texted him asking where he was at. No answer. But then the door bell rang. I walked over to the door to answer it. I open the door scared.
"CONGRADULATIONS!!" Jake blurted out.
I looked at him, walked away and left the door open for him. I was mad and didn't really want to talk to him for a little while.
"Worried much?" Jake asked.
"It's not funny. I was actually worried that something had happened to you." I whimpered.
He wrapped his arms around my waste and said he was sorry. I forgived him and went on with my life.
"What's for dinner?!" Brax yelled from down the hall.
"I don't know." I asked somewhat tired.
"Here. I'll make dinner. You just play on your Ipad and relax." Jake told me like a child.
Jake made a really good pasta dish for dinner. I was actually impressed that he could cook that good.
A little after 9, Jake's cell phone rang. Jake aswered it. He talked for a while then hung up.
"Babe, I gotta go the office for a little bit. Something is going on that I gotta handle." He said.
Brax told me that he was lying once he left. He said that he always uses that excuse to say something is going on at home that he has to do. I didn't know what but I hope it doesn't have anything to do with me and him.
2 hours later Jake came home.
