"What?" I hissed into the phone.
I was finally in my room, leaning against my closed door. I knew Ted was probably chatting on the other side, but I knew better than to try to get him to leave.
"It's nice to hear you, too, Sweetie." Dominic's grim voice sounded on the other side.
"Why are you calling me like a madman?" demanded, keeping my voice low.
"Maybe because you promised to call me when you landed and yet I haven't heard a word from you?"
"I promised to call you when I got home." I corrected. "And I just did. You've been calling me when I was still in the car."
"By home I meant England. You were supposed to call me the moment you stepped out of the plane and set your pretty little foot in England."
I scoffed.
"My feet are not small."
"Yes, they are. But it's not the case no
