EMERALD
My heart stopped. Couldn't Chloe take a warning when she heard one? I wanted to yell at her, but Marcus was still sitting beside me, and he wasn't trying to hide how curious he was.
"Who is it, Franny?" He leaned closer to try and listen in, but I held my hand up.
"You must have gotten the wrong number, so please don't call again," I said, my tone sharp. If she knew what was good for her, she wouldn't try to call again. I thumb hovered over the screen to end the call, but her desperate "wait" made me halt.
"Please, I know it's you, don't deny it," she begged, and my temple throbbed. God, how I wanted to reach into the phone and smack some sens-
"Marcus, what are you doing?!" I asked, shocked. He'd yanked the phone from my hand with no warning.
"Hello, this is Marcus and I'm
