Georgia felt it before her phone even rang.
That flutter in her chest. That ache she couldn't quite name.
When Jared's name lit up her screen, her breath caught, not from fear this time, but from something deeper. A pull she didn't want to resist anymore.
She stepped out onto the porch and answered, her voice soft and breathy, almost like a confession.
"Hey."
Jared's voice poured through the line like warm honey.
"Hey, baby. You okay?"
God, how could three words sound like a warm embrace?
"I'm... getting there," she said quietly. "It's been a long day."
There was a pause on the line. The kind that said more than words ever could.
"Didn't want to push," Jared finally said. "Just needed to hear your voice."
The way he said it, low, reverent, almost worshipf
