Chapter 43

By evening, after having several more conversations with Maggie about Killian and then her two children, I went into my room for a nap and then saw her off around sometime during sundown.

After my shower, I settled on the living room couch in my comfy casuals.

I sat crossed-legged in front of the Tv and shoved a bunch of Cheetos in my mouth when a tired-looking version of my supposed husband walked in through the front door.

He glanced my way for a quick second before focusing on taking off his shoes.

I hid the pack of Cheetos behind the fluffy square cushion and wiped my mouth. "Welcome back."

He hummed a reply and walked in and I didn't fail to notice the gift bag that swayed at his side. He placed the back of his hand on my head. "The fevers gone."

I smiled. "All thanks to Maggie."

He nodded in agreement and then pulled his hand away. "Have you had anything to eat?"

I nodded. "Filled to the brim."

"Well," Instead of speaking right away, he stretched his arm out and displayed t