Mia
William’s sudden appearance made me so unsettled that when the phone inside the apartment rang, I jumped in fright. I blinked. Who’d be calling?
Should I pick up and tell whoever it was to go away? But heck, whoever it was surely was persistent. It kept ringing and ringing, and it was getting on my nerves. Then, because I couldn’t help myself, I rushed in and picked it up.
“Hello?”
A chuckle sounded and then, “Took you long enough. How’s your afternoon going, sweetheart?”
I blushed at the comment. We’d only started our master/mistress relationship, for God’s sake. He needn’t call me sweetheart.
“James?” I asked.
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“Why are you calling?” I couldn’t help myself.
“To see how you’re getting on,” he replied.
I licked my lips. “I’m fine.” Then I wondered if I shoul
