Sullen

“I’m sick,” Sullen said, adding a cough for extra effect.

Jennifer laughed into the phone, the sound of foot traffic in the background told Sullen that she was on her way to work. “You’re faking sick? Who are you kidding? I know you went home with the man candy last night.”

Sullen scoffed. “You couldn’t be more wrong. I’m in bed, running a fever—”

“You’re not running a fever. Keep your little secrets, but just know that I am going ...