"I think Joshua is hiding something from me." I said, my phone pinched between my head and my shoulder as I folded my freshly cleaned laundry.
On the other end of the line, Addy grunted. In the background, Amber was casually doing her homework while eavesdropping. I didn't necessarily want her knowing the details of my love life (sorry, Amb) so, I started talking in French.
"The other day, we walked to the Quad together and I could tell he was hiding something. He told me it wasn't important, but his eyes said otherwise." I said in my fluent French.
Addy's response was in English, nonetheless.
"Why are you speaking French, Ember?"
I bit my lower lip and glanced over at Amber. She was now "completely engulfed" (aka acting) in her Intro to Modern Literature homework, reading and writing studiously. I almost rolled my eyes. Worst eavesdropper ever.
"My roommate is attempting to eavesdrop. But, that's not important! Mom, I need some help with this! I can take down a Turkish ambassador, but boy problems have never been my thing."
Addy chuckled from the other end of the line.
"No, that they haven't. So, personally, I suggest you let it play through. Just go along with him as you normally do and see what you can find out. Maybe he'll just tell you."
I shrugged, folding my last piece of laundry and seizing my phone in my right hand. I collapsed back into my bed, pressing the receiver to my ear. I need to know what Joshua's hiding. It could be important. Plus, I can't stand not knowing things.
"Maybe. I hope. I don't want to have to plant a honey trap maneuver on him."
Addy laughed. I gasped. Addy laughed! the first time since Garret's funeral!
"Oh, don't worry, sweetie. You won't have to resort to that. The best way to get a man-er, young man-to talk is in bed. Just don't forget to use protection!"
I laughed, my cheeks heating in a furious blush. Awkward. How many mothers actually encourage their daughters to sleep with their boyfriends? None. Nino. Zip. Nada. Cero.
"Dully noted. Bye, Mom. Love you."
"I love you too."
I hung up and placed my phone besides me in my bed. I guess I have to get Joshua to sleep with me now...HELL YEAH! BEST ASSIGNMENT (sort of) EVER!
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