"Go call him."
"What? Don't be crazy." I say quietly, my eyes glued to the phone in Jedd's hand. His lips twitch up into an amused smirk and he thrusts the phone in my direction once again.
"He probably won't even answer, it's really late." I mumble, creating excuses.
"Go do it Bella, stop being a wimp."
I narrow my eyes and glare at him but eventually hop off the couch, my fingers curling around the little black phone. I can feel my heart begin to thump wildly inside my chest from the idea of speaking to Brody. I remember the smooth low rumble of his voice over the phone and it causes a shiver to run down my back. Before I know it, I'm alone in my room with the door firmly shut. I stare down at the phone, my nerves increasing by the second.
What do I even say to him?
Do I act like last night didn't happen?