Chapter Forty-Three
It was time to tell Eric the truth. Time to ask him for a second chance. No more excuses. No more fear. If I wanted him back, I’d have to fight for him. I picked up my phone and dialed his number with shaking fingers.
“Hello?” His smooth baritone filled me with both fear and courage.
“Uh, hey,” My heart was in my throat, making the easiest words difficult.
“Ava?” His voice seemed to lift a little. At least I hoped it had. “I’ve been meaning to call you.”
“About what?”
“I, uh…” He cleared his throat. “How are you? I wondered, you know, after the party the other night.”
“Oh. I’m fine.”
“Really?”
“Yes.” I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at my feet. The teal on my toenails had already begun to chip. “It was embarrassing, obviously. I mean, with all those peopl
