3 days later
*Athena*
I’ve just placed a plate of lunch in front of Mirabella when my phone starts buzzing insistently. The number isn’t one I recognize, but it looks private, so I decide to pick it up. “Athena speaking.”
“Hi, it’s me... Uhm, it’s Max... Max Hardy, I mean.” His voice is familiar, yet there’s a nervous edge to it that surprises me.
“Uhm, hi Max... it’s a surprise to hear from you.” I can’t help but wonder why he’s suddenly calling me. After all, it’s not every day that a girl receives a call from a movie star… well, not counting Sam, who doesn’t really count, does he?
A small chuckle comes through the line. “Yeah, sorry about that... Sam gave me your number. I hope that’s okay.”
“It’s fine.” I realize I’m shaking my head, almost as if to reassure myself. “But... d
