I slammed the closet door shut as Eddie walked in.

“Hey babe, how was work?” He kissed my cheek.

“It was good, as per usual.” My heart pounded in my chest, knowing that I hadn’t called into work today. If they contacted Eddie about it, he didn’t reveal anything.

“Do anything fun?”

I felt Jonathan’s presence from the closet like a heavy weight on my shoulders. “Nope, just what we did every day.”

“Alright. You aren’t in your work clothes, though—did you get off early?”

He sure was asking a lot of questions, I thought to myself. I nodded.

“Okay,” he shrugged. “I’m going to hop in the shower.”

He grabbed his robe off of the hook and walked into the bathroom. I opened the closet door, and Jonathan came fumbling out. I held a finger up to my lips.

“Quick, once he turns on the shower, leave,” I whispered. “He can’t know you were here.”

Jonathan nodded solemnly. “When are you going to tell him?”

I hesitated. “Soon, hopefully.”

The sound of falling water came.

“Go, please!”

Without anything left to say, Jonathan snuck away.