Emma is on her phone

I wake up alone in bed. With a yawn I slowly pull myself up and out of bed, heading to the restroom to get ready for the day.

Stepping out of our bathroom, I see my wonderful girlfriend Emma has once again plopped herself on the living room couch, laying down while her fingers typed furiously.

Her fingers stopped, she waited for a response, and then giggled at whatever was sent.

“Hey babe!” I greeted.

“O-oh, John!” She lightly jumped in suspense, slamming her phone on the couch as she sat up. “You’re awake!”

“Yep. How’re you doing this morning?” I ask.

“Doing just fine!” She chuckled, pulling her phone close to her chest. “I was just texting…uh, Rebecca.”

“Rebecca?” I voice aloud, trying to remember which of her friends that was.

“She’s a new friend.” Emma quickly explained.

“You’re really good at making friends despite your shyness, you know.” I smile.

I’m so proud of her!

“Thanks…” Her voice trailed off as she checked her phone once more. Her eyes widened and she jumped to her feet.

“Everything okay?” I asked, worried from her sudden change in mood.

“Y-yeah, Rebecca just sent something surprising…” She muttered. “…I’m going to the bathroom!”

She rushed past me, entering the bathroom and slamming the door shut. I stood there for a moment, questioning what just happened. And were her cheeks a little red?

I feel like her face has been red often nowadays. Maybe I should get her some better sunscreen the next time I stop by the store…

I glance back at the bathroom door. With that reaction, something major must’ve happened to Rebecca. I could practically taste the gossip. Honestly, I was quite curious.

I really shouldn’t, but I want to listen in…