Ouch! Nope, not dreaming.

Ethan called to apologize, and Eliana's heart raced, but she played it cool.

"That day, I hadn't explained what happened yet, and you were already mad at me, Mr. Wilkinson. I figured you were drunk, but I still threw tea at you, so let's call it even."

She had favors to ask, and since he was offering her a way out, she had to play along.

His voice sounded lighter on the other end. "What'd you need when you came to me? Something about your ...