THERE was a moment of silence between the texts before his phone vibrated again.
Little wife: Fine!
Little wife: Also, wanna see what I'm eating right now? I want to show you.
Him: Stella I'm in mid—
And his phone began ringing, drawing the attention of the board members whose attention was on the presentation. He was debating, beginning to ponder immediately. He could ignore the call and face the meeting. But hell, who knows what she'll do to him when he gets home?
Was this meeting worth it? The answer was clear, so he swiped, answering the call.
"Did it have to take you that long to answer?"
"I was... thinking," he responded, aware that the board members had shocked eyes on him. "So, what is it?"