As such, intent on keeping up his pretense, Jacob answered the phone, "Looking for me, Matilda?"

"Uh-huh," Matilda replied, and asked, "You didn't show up at Senior University, and your sub is saying you probably won't be coming for a while? Is that true?"

"Oh—right, that," Jacob quickly said. "Well, it's true—the gist of it is that the Association is getting busy with a project. As the vice president, I probably shouldn't be staying at Senior University all the time, right?"

"Heck, Mr. Bay called me last minute, telling me how busy we're going to be and that I was needed. That's why I had to go back, but I will head over to campus again when I have the time."

Matilda knew right then that those were all excuses.

However, she did not expose Jacob, instead asking, "Well, when are you free? So that I can send you my wedding invitation?"

"Oh, the invitation?" Jacob quickly chuckled. "You really didn't have to come to me—just pass it to Walker, my sub lecturer. He can pass it to me wh