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Answer the call, or not?

I decided to answer – but I had to remind myself that I hadn’t seen the room yet, that I had just stepped out for breakfast, that the last time I had seen him I was inviting him inside my room for sex.

What’s the scene?

The heroine is being called by her lover after narrowly escaping death, followed by a night of intense passion. She’s overjoyed to hear from him so soon.

And… ACTION.

I pushed the ‘Answer’ icon on the phone.

“Hey there,” I said cheerily, with an extra side of sexy.

“Fiona… oh my God, you’re alright…”

I was so confused by the relief in his voice that I didn’t have to try too hard to act.

“Jack? What’s wrong?”

“Where are you?”

“At Charlie’s, getting some breakfast – what’s wrong?”

“I dropped by your room. Somebody broke in and ransacked the place, like they were looking for something.”

“What?” I asked, stunned.

That was an authentic reaction. I knew that Eddie was going to toss my room – but I hadn’t bargained on Jack being the one to find it.

Also, everything about the entire night still felt so unreal that I reacted exactly like I was hearing the news without any prior knowledge.

“Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah… I’m fine… somebody broke into my room?!”

“Yeah. What are you doing at Charlie’s?”

“I was getting some breakfast… I was too wound up to go to sleep… who the hell would break into my room?”

“We’ll talk about that later.”

THAT didn’t exactly make me feel better.

Instead, I wondered how much he knew.

“Did you drive to Charlie’s?”

“Yeah.”

“Get back over to the motel now. I need you to pack up your stuff… you’re gonna be spending the night at my place.”

“Okay…”

“Do you need me to come get you?”

“No… no, I can drive…”

“Alright. See you soon.”

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