Chapter 43
Hana’s phone chirruped, dragging her from the awful pit of remembered pain. The device vibrated around the counter, stretching its cable taut against the new double-socket. Her fingers shook as she pulled it free and accepted the call.
“Hey Mum, how are you? Did Logan and Pete already leave?” Bodie asked. His tone sounded urgent.
Opting to explain nothing, Hana gave short, non-committal answers. “Yes, I’m fine. Yes, my visitors left for work. How’s Marcus?” Her lips felt bruised from Logan’s kiss and she pressed her fingers to them, filled with confusion and wanting what she couldn’t have. She no longer thought of the blonde man’s kiss, the memory overwritten with the flare of a teenage crush. Her heart went to war with her head.
“Look Mum, I’ve booked a flight for Marcus. H
