My Husband's Love Hotel Check-In

My friend Lily sent me a photo.

It was a screenshot of my husband checking into a love hotel in the city.

She sent me a message teasing: "You and your husband sure know how to have fun. Going to a love hotel while pregnant? Be careful!"

I stared at my phone blankly for a moment, then casually opened the SnapChat message my husband had sent me half an hour ago: [I have to go to New York on a business trip for a few days. Go to tomorrow's prenatal checkup by yourself.]

So I replied to Lily seriously: "The one getting a room with him is his mistress, not me."