HELEN'S HOUSE
Helen lay on her bed facing her computer as she read through some emails. Soon, her mind drifted to Ethan. She smiled to herself, thinking of her plans with him for that evening.
They’d set it up earlier in the week—a relaxed dinner at his place, where they could unwind and catch up after a busy week. It was just the kind of evening she needed.
Her phone rang beside her.
RING!
As she turned towards it, she saw Ethan’s name on the screen.
She picked it up, a smile spreading across her face. “Hey, you.”
“Hey, beautiful,” he replied. “Just calling to check in and make sure we’re still on for tonight. Wouldn’t want you backing out on me," he said.
Helen laughed. “Oh, please. Like I’d ever back out. I’ve been looking forward to this all week," she said.
“Good to know
