My phone buzzes on my desk, startling me out of my thoughts. The text message from Ryeka makes me smile.
Phones are back. Are you planning to be here for dinner?
Yeah, you want me to pick something up? I write back.
A moment later her response pops up. No need. Ty and I have it under control. Be here by seven.
I respond with a thumbs up, then, feeling a little cheesy, I add a heart emoji. She sends one back with a kissy face and an eggplant and I laugh. At least she seems to be feeling better.
A few hours later, I’m finally ready to head to her place when there’s a knock on my office door. I check my watch and sigh. As long as whoever it is doesn’t take too long, I can still be there on time. “Come in!”
Chase enters and plops down in a chair. “We’ve got the cell towers fixed, and
