“Hello, this is Sam Johnston, Victor’s mother,” a smooth, well-modulated voice spoke into the phone.
“Caroline Jones.” She controlled her tone, determined not to give away her discomfort at having this conversation with a woman she didn’t know.
“Well, I have to say, I’m glad to talk to you. Victor’s been after you for a while.”
Though she knew this, it surprised Caroline that Victor had told his mother so much. Maybe it really is love. “So I hear. Well, he’s got me now.” She could feel his touch tingling across her skin.
“Good. He’s a good boy.”
Good boy? Only if you’re his mother. He may be shy, but he’s all man to me. She rested her head against his shoulder. “He is. I’m a lucky woman.”
“Listen, is he still right there?”
“Uh-huh.” This time, Caroline fought to stay focused. I don’
