That Time I Intercepted a Booty Call Met for My Hubby

My Hubby and I were at a friends’ house, hanging out in their garage. It was late, around 1:30 am, and we were a few hours in to a Beer Pong tournament. My Hubby had gone inside to mix up a couple drinks when I heard his phone ding.

Not even thinking, I picked it up to make sure it wasn’t the sitter, who was back at our place with the kiddos.

Unknown number.

Hmm? I thought. I still wasn’t at all suspicious, more curious. Did his bro get yet another new number? Did someone need a ride home…