CONFESSION
The ringing phone woke her. Dane blinked bleary-eyed and half-asleep at the bedside table, expecting the telltale ding to let her know she had a voicemail from Ta’Kall.
Until it rang a second time.
She managed to grab the device and check the caller ID as it rang a third time.
ANGIE
She hit the Accept button, then the speaker icon. “Yeah, Angie. What time is it?”
“A little after ten o’clock. Did I wake you?” her best friend replied.
Dane groaned. She wasn’t about to tell the woman she’d had a marathon s*x romp with Ta’Kall again, and she was sore as hell. “I stayed up late last night to watch a movie,” she fibbed instead. “What’s up?”
“Get your clothes on. I’m coming over to pick you up and take you to Over Easy’s. I’m dying for one of their Hawaiian omelets, and I don’t
