Page 40 of Reverb


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“Yeah, armed with soup and stilettos, you're lethal.”

We share a laugh, and the secret rock star fantasises I've had since the evening we spent together resurface. I shake my head to dislodge them.

“Well, sorry again, I'll delete your number now,” I say.

“Keep the number. Call me again when you're drunk. I like it.”

“No, it's okay. I'll leave you alone”

“Fair enough. Take care,cariad.”

“You too, Bryn.”

I hang up and stare at the screen. That was bloody embarrassing. He’ll never believe the phone call was an accident. I wince at the idea Bryn thinks I'm a sad girl trying to get his attention again.

Taking a deep breath, I head back into my real world.

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