Chapter 107

MARCUS

“Um, babe, is that lipstick on your shirt?” She asked, inspecting it closely.

I gulped, trying to think of what to say that won’t make her panic. Because even I didn't know how it got there. But it had to be from Vicky.

“And I know you don't wear lipstick, so it's definitely not yours. Who were you with?"

“I'm as surprised as you are. You won't believe what happened," I said. "So, you know how I was at the office party last night?"

She nodded, still eyeing the lipstick stain suspiciously.

"Well, it was the most bizarre thing," I continued, trying to sound convincing. "There was this magician performing, and he was doing all these mind-boggling tricks. At one point, he asked for a volunteer, and guess who he picked?"

She raised an eyebrow, her curiosity momentarily piqued. "You?"

I nodded eagerly, hoping to convince her. "Yes, exactly!

Can you believe it? Anyway, he had me pick a card from the deck, and then he did this incredible disappearing act with it. Poof! The card was