"I thought you wouldn't see me until the evening," Sage said, glancing at Katelyn with a faint smile.
"I took a day off to take care of you," she replied, placing the groceries in the refrigerator and tossing aside a few items that had passed their expiry date. "You should have cleaned the fridge yourself to keep busy during your rut," she scolded him lightly, her tone carrying both care and irritation.
Sage leaned casually against the counter, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "You act like you're my wife."
Katelyn shot him a pointed look but said nothing.
"What did you do at my house? My dad came earlier asking me to apologize to you," Sage added with surprise.
"What? He came here?" Katelyn spun around, closing the refrigerator door.
Sage's brows drew together in concern. "Why didn't you tell me Eleanor called you? What did she say?"
