chapter 13 - Maisie

I knew when he asked me if I had a lover at home that he would get jealous the moment I told him that yeah, I do. Obviously, he didn't expect me to bring Bailey outside; he was a rescue dog at the pound, and we got him just a little over 3 years ago, and he made our home feel much brighter. He settled in quite well, which made it a lot better for us because if one of us was at home, then that meant we had the dog to keep us company, and he also got spoilt and rotten with us all.

"You have a dog... Of course, he's a dog," Max says while I'm leaning against Ivy's car. It seems that Greg is working on mine and is dropping it back off tomorrow afternoon before they leave for their holiday.

"Yes. We have a dog," I say, not expecting Natalie to come outside and start a conversation with him. For Christ's sake, this is all I need.

"You must be the coffee guy she's been obsessing over. I'm Natalie, and this is Ivy; we were her housemates," she says as she glances at me, looking all smug, as i