+1 forward - 7. But so is your wife.

You pull up to see Eliza in her backyard lounging and reading but you also see your wife’s car in the driveway. You want both of them, but how to get away from Rachel? You ponder as you enter the house.

“Hey babe, how was work?” Your wife calls from the kitchen.

“Fine,” you pause for a moment, “Hey listen are the Mitchells out of town?”

“Oh yeah, did I forget to tell you?”

“Or I forgot you told me, either way I’m going to go over and check on Eliza.”

“She’s nineteen, she can handle herself.”

You enter the kitchen, “No I wasn’t asking. I’m going to go check on her. You stay here, it looks like you’re cooking.”