Chapter 140 : Pizza and Passion
*Shelby*
*Two Weeks Later*
The doorbell echoed down the foyer of the townhouse, pulling me from the world that had enveloped me as I read. I set the book down on the couch cushion next to me and padded to the foyer, my fuzzy socks sliding slightly on the wood floor.
“Hello, ma’am. That will be fifty-six dollars,” the pizza delivery boy said.
I reached for my wallet, sitting on the entryway table, and pulled out the cash.
“Thank you so much,” I said, handing the boy the money and awkwardly shuffling the boxes into my arms.
“No, thank you!” he said, pocketing his tip with a smile.
I closed the door behind me, clicking the lock back into place.
“Michael, pizza’s here!” I called down the hallway on my way to the kitchen. “Come on. It’s Friday night. Time to take a break from work.”