Effie had barely been home a few minutes when her phone started buzzing—a message alert. At first, just a couple of notifications, but soon her screen was lighting up nonstop.
Lyman was about to hop in the shower when he suddenly paused, turning stiffly toward Effie. “Is Mitchell bothering you again?” he asked, his tone wary.
Effie shook her head. “No. I blocked every number he has ages ago.”
She hesitated, then added, “It’s Nita. She’s ranting about Vinson Elliott, calling him crazy.”
Lyman laughed. “Maybe he forgot to take his meds before leaving the house today.”
Effie blinked, thrown by the comment. “Wait, he’s sick?”
Lyman grinned. “Not really. He’s just a bit neurotic, so we always joke about it—especially Randell. He loves teasing Vinson about missing his medication.”
“I see,” Effie replied absently, her fingers flying over the screen as she typed, probably trying to cheer Nita up. With that, Lyman headed to the bathroom.
When he came out, toweling off, Effie was still on her phone, but now there was a beautiful nightgown laid out on the bed—white lace, delicate and… rather minimal. Just looking at it, Lyman could easily picture how stunning Effie would look wearing it; his pulse quickened at the thought.
“New?” he asked, his voice a little rough.
Effie turned to him, noticing a different look in his eyes. She swallowed nervously. “Yeah. It’s from Nita—she said it’s a wedding gift.”
Apparently, Nita had slipped it to Effie earlier when Lyman and Vinson weren’t paying attention. The moment Nita saw the nightgown, she thought of Effie, certain this was made for her and her alone.
Effie had dug it out of her bag just moments ago, feeling awkward as she tossed it on the bed—only for Lyman to walk out and catch her in the act.
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