“I hope you didn’t forget about our plans tonight, Tara.” The deep, polished voice rumbles across the line, setting off a slight shiver down my spine, even from a distance. “Now’s not a good time, DeVille.” I hit that red circle on the screen and throw the phone on the nightstand. It starts ringing again as soon as it lands on the wooden surface. “Jesus.” Grabbing the damn thing, I press it to my ear. “I told you that—” “Don’t ever hang up on me again.” “Noted.” After disconnecting the call, I turn off the phone completely.”
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Neva Altaj,
Precious Hazard