Chapter 36 Sneaking Suspicions
- Tanner
- Bailey sings to the radio over the sound of the faucet, her hands shielded by pink rubber gloves dotted with white daisies. Rain patters the windows in the kitchen as I set a few dishes down next to the sink, smiling down at my girlfriend.
- God, she’s beautiful, and I’m one lucky son-of-a-bitch to have her here.