**Elijah**An hour later, I managed to get us both cleaned up and in bed. Zoe had apologized profusely during our shower about throwing up on me. She even tried to reason with me and told me she was doing me a favor and preparing me for those four kids I was gunning for because babies were notorious for throwing up. I wanted to argue that there was a vast difference between baby vomit and grown-ass vomiting, but I was not about to argue with a drunk woman.I had barely been asleep for an hour when Zoe's phone began buzzing. I tried to ignore it, but it sounded like she was receiving text after text. The text messages stopped, but then she began receiving phone calls. I snatched up the phone and answered it."Hello?"He didn't answer. "Michael, what do you need?" I seethed."Uhhhh, is Zoe there?"Michael was slurring. He must have returned home and continued drinking. "Yeah, Michael, if I have her phone, she's here.""Put her on the phone.""I won't, and even if I could, she's sleeping
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