Michael sat back on the edge of the mattress, pulling out his mobile phone to skim through his socials.
Over on Insta, he personally liked each of the top ten comments on his timeline. Finally, he pulled up his direct messages to send a private letter to George alone.
"Mary Donald is pregnant."
George had made a huge contribution to today's success by delivering the bride; Michael was a man who remembered his debts.
As for the teasing comments left by his closest friends, he chose to ignore them entirely. Shutting down his social apps, he dialed Dominic's number, delivering a series of strict orders, and to prepare everything needed for the following day. He had missed far too much time with his fiery little woman, and he refused to wait a second longer.
Evelyn stepped out of the steaming bathroom just as Michael ended the call.
