Evangeline

“Hey…”

“Hi. How are you.”

I press the phone to my ear with one hand, using the other to adjust my dress while I turn in bed. 

“I’m okay,” my voice is barely above a whisper.

Silence.

My heart thumps against my ribcage as I wait for Xander to say something. He remains silent. And the only thing I can hear is the harshness of his breaths.

My tongue darts out and swipes across my bottom lip. “I got the flowers you sent.”

He hums. “Do you like ...