New Life
she asked, her eyes searching his face.
“Nothing,” he lied, kissing her knuckles to distract her. “Just thinking about how lucky I am.”
Shelly’s laughter was soft but genuine. “You’re terrible at lying, you know that?”
Before he could respond, his phone buzzed loudly on the nightstand. He reached for it, his chest tightening when he saw Yash’s name flashing on the screen. Shelly caught the change in his expression.
“Is that Yash?” she asked, her tone shifting.