My finger hovered over the button as I considered what to send him next.
briefly considered a topless pic before discarding that idea; if
someone from work ever found our dirty texts, I could claim someone else
had sent them from my phone, but how that hypothetical someone had got
their hands on a topless shot of me would be much harder to explain
filed that idea away for a day in the future when I worked at a company
where my colleagues weren’t untrustworthy sexist shitheads, and sent
‘miss u’ instead.
I immediately regretted it.
because it wasn’t true, but because it wasn’t sexy. And since our night
together, Hunter and I had been keeping our conversations strictly
sexy, and far, far away from feelings territory.
The phone rang.
Shit, had that been too much? Was he calling to say I should back off? Had he rethought things completely?
Calm the fuck down, I told myself sternly. You sent him a two word text, not a dozen roses. It’s not a big deal.
I answered the phone. “Hey.”
“Hey, Ally.” I could hear the smile in his voice. “It’s good to actually talk to you. I’ve missed you too.”
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
“So, how’s it going over there?”
“Oh, you know, a complete madhouse. So, the usual.”
boss is calling every fifteen minutes, the editing team can’t find any
of the stable footage, Sandra keeps having to ice her hand to stop it
cramping up…” I trailed off, and then laughed. “How do you do that?”
He sounded confused. “Do what?”
“Make it all seem so manageable. So okay. Just by listening.”
“One of my secret ninja powers,” he informed me, deadpan.
I raised an eyebrow. “Got any others you’d care to show me?”
I’ve shown them to you,” he drawled, and even though it was only his
voice over a phone line, I blushed fire-engine red. “And you’ve shown me
a few as well.”
eyed the door, toying with an idea. I couldn’t hear anyone rushing my
way with an urgent development…I rose swiftly and locked it. “Care to
see if those powers work over the phone?”
knew exactly the face he would be making right now, that slow-spreading
sweet honey grin as he took in the meaning of my words. “I surely