BRIDGET'S HOUSE
Bridget was silent for a moment.
“Hi, Miguel,” she answered, genuinely surprised. She wasn't expecting Miguel, of all people, to call at this time of night. The last time he did, she had called him first and ended the call abruptly, forcing him to call back. But tonight…
“I’m quite surprised you called. I hope I’m safe,” she teased, trying to keep her voice light. She had to work hard to suppress her excitement.
Miguel paused before replying, “I just want us to talk. Nothing too serious."
Her heart skipped a beat. Was she hearing things? It felt almost like a dream. “Okay. What do you want to talk about?” she asked.
“Seth Johnson,” Miguel said bluntly.
Bridget rolled her eyes in disappointment, though she masked her feelings. “Okay,” she replied curtly. She should
