Anticipation

Katya

"Mommy, where did you go last night? Were you with Daddy?"

I would have choked on anything if my mouth hadn't been empty. And at this point, the thought of coughing was appealing compared to the feeling of being caught.

By my four year old son.

Christopher appeared casual as he made his move in the chess game, his hazel eyes moving up to meet mine.

"It's your turn." He stated quietly, his palm on his jaw.

I was barely aware of what I was thinking already and just made any move, then my son moved his Queen and started to giggle, screaming,

"Check! Daddy was right! It worked!"

What?

I blinked for a second, my brows furrowed in confusion.

"Wait, baby, what did you dad tell you?"

My ears were practically open and my cheeks prepared to burn of embarrassment.

Christopher was still reeling in the feeling of his victory and jumped up and down before retuning go sit down in front of me, pouting his small pink lips.

"Um... Nothing much, mommy, just how to distract my opponent with a ques