Clear Intentions

She figured Terry would still be awake so she carried the phone and her sleepy child to the nursery. Sitting on the window seat, she dialled his number. He answered after a few rings.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Terrence, it’s-”

“Yvonne,” he said a bit breathlessly, “I know.”

“Mike just called me a few minutes ago. He said I should call you..?”

“Oh, yeah. I figured texting might be useless because you get so busy with Kendo you wouldn’t hear it- I tried to catch you at Mike’s… Anyway, I wanted to invite you to dinner at my place two nights from now. I’m having a few people over. Can you-?”

He was interrupted by a female voice calling to him. Yvonne could hear her in the background.

“Terry, come get dessert! I know you love my cookies and cream.”

There was a pause. “Hold on, Eve.” Then she heard a muffled, “I’m coming!” Then. “Hello?”