Aimee picked out a simple red pullover and a beige pair of shorts. She had enough sun today and didn't need to get burnt any more. Granted, the sun would be down in just over an hour, but why chance it? As she slipped into her deck shoes, her cell phone trilled.
Mitch.
She took a deep breath before sliding the lock to accept the call. “This is Aimee."
“Oh, so serious. You working on a Sunday?"
“Sorry. No, it's just the habit I got into back in college and have never changed it. How's it going?"
“Nervous?" He laughed as he said it. She must have sounded off. It wouldn't surprise her. She felt off. She wasn't expecting him to call her. Luckily, he didn't wait for her to answer him. “I just wanted to call and see how you were doing, and to tell you again that I was glad you made it out
