*Leah*

I stared at his retreating back, suppressing the urge to pull him back. There was no need to hurry, I had the whole weekend to flirt with Declan.

“Sh*t,” I cursed, as I realized that I still hadn’t called Marcella. For all she knew, I was seeing Declan briefly at a restaurant close to our apartment. Frantically, I rushed back to the bedroom and picked up my phone to call her.

It was dead!

Sh*t.

I needed to find a ...