That scared me more than an immediate lie would have.
“Who was that?”
“Jess, you’re going to wake the baby.”
I stepped inside and pulled the door almost closed.
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Use the baby every time you don’t want to answer me.”
His face tightened.
“It was nobody.”
“You called nobody ‘sweetheart’?”
“I didn’t call her that.”
Her.
He heard himself the same second I did.
I stared at him.
“Her?”
Caleb closed his eyes.
“Give me your phone.”
“No.”
“Then tell me who she is.”
“It’s complicated.”
I laughed.
“That’s your answer?”
“Jess, please.”
“Your mother said you told her it was over.”
His head snapped up.
“She said she was done covering for you. Either you tell me what’s happening, or I’m calling her.”
“Don’t.”
“Why?”
“Because she’ll make it worse.”
My stomach dropped.
“You mean she’ll tell me the truth?”
Caleb leaned against the washing machine.
For the first time, he looked scared.
“Her name is Mara.”
I didn’t know anyone named Mara.
“Who is she?”
“Someone from work.”
I felt sick.
“Are you having an affair?”
He didn’t answer.
“Caleb.”
“It started before the baby was born.”
My knees weakened.
I grabbed the back of a chair.
“How long before?”
“A few months.”
“A few months?”
“It wasn’t supposed to happen.”
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