“Wait a moment! What?” I asked, but he had already hung up.
I hoped it wasn’t just my crazy imagination, so I called him back a few minutes later. It took him a while to answer, and when he did, his hair was wet. Wow! He looked so sexy! Who the hell looked that sexy with wet hair?
“Everything okay, sweetheart? I’m showering,” he said with a smile.
“Yes, everything’s fine. Sorry. I’ll let you shower in peace.”
“No, tell me, Bree. What’s up?” I hesitated for a few seconds until I gathered the courage.
“Can you repeat what you said before you hung up?”
“See you tomorrow, my beautiful Bree. That?”
“No. No.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said with a frown. I sighed.
“Forget it,” but I saw him smile.
“I care about you so much, that’s what I said.”
“Do you really care fo
