I slept like a baby. Well, except those dreams were a little R rated, but very pleasant. The images remained pleasurable and quite vivid as I showered. The sound of my cell phone on the bedside table broke the mood. I wiped water out of my eyes and craned my neck to see the Caller ID display. Nicole. Crap!
I tripped lunging out of the shower, smacked into the vanity, then reached around and picked up the phone. “Hello, I’m here.”
“Meg, I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just wanted to know what time you might be here.” Her normally smooth voice sounded tight and a little shaky.
“I was just getting ready to go. Is everything all right?” I knew it wasn’t. But I didn’t know how worried I should be.
“Yes. It is good, I just…we can talk when you get here.”
“It’ll be okay. I’ll be there soon,
