บท 33: Chapter 33

He picked up after two rings. “Hey, babe.”

“Is everything all right?”

“Sure, why wouldn’t it be?”

“You didn’t answer on the first ring.”

He snorted, then chuckled. “I think I’ve spoiled you.”

“You’re my guy, aren’t you?”

“Damn straight, I am. How was your flight?”

“Good. A little turbulent, but nothing to write home about. I had a number of calls from Rayner.”

“Shit. He’s not taking no for an answer?”

“He will now. I told him in no uncertain terms not to call me again.” Abruptly, I found myself yawning. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. Get some rest. And forget about that asshole. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

“Quinn?”

“Yes?”

“Thanks for calling.”

“You’re welcome.”

We were both silent for a beat.

“I’m not gonna send kissy noises over the phone, Quinn.”

I burst out laughing, then went ahead and made a kissy noise.

“Ass.” Mark laughed as well.

“I love you, Mark.”

“Back atcha, babe. ’Night.”