Jasmine called from the kitchen, "Pizzas are in! Ten minutes!" Her voice cut through the howl of the storm outside, the rain still hammering the cabin's windows.
I leaned against the counter, beer in hand, and pulled out my phone to knock out that "You Awake?" quest.
Opening my messages, I typed out a quick text to Delilah: 'Hey, Ms. Komb. How are you?'
I hit send and set the phone on the coffee table, taking a swig of beer. The girls were still busy—Jasmine in the kitchen, Kim and Tessa digging through snacks, their blankets slipping as they laughed.
I grabbed the Monopoly box from the coffee table. Shaking my head, I walked over to Jasmine's bag near the kitchen and stuffed the box inside.
My phone buzzed on the coffee table.
I strolled back, picked it up, and saw Delilah's reply: 'Tired. The rain is so disgusting.'
I smirked, typing back: 'Yeah, it is.' Then I added, 'How's things at work?'
