Chapter 40

Listen to I think I'm in love again by Kat Dhalia

It was seven fifty in the evening and I was late for babysitting Molly and little Oliver. Quickly, I rushed out of the house and walked down the street. 

The weather was not too chilly and I enjoyed the tender breeze that kissed my face. Mr Mark probably felt bad for the way he spoke to his wife yesterday before work and decided to appease the goddess by taking her out on a date. 

I hurried up their porch--rolled my fingers into a fist and knocked softly on the door. There was no response, so I let myself in and regretted it the moment images of them doing something funny on the couch flashed in my head. I was slowly becoming as dirty as Damon. 

I made my way into the living room and was wel