He sighed.
“Yeah.”
“Emma bring them?”
He looked at me.
I waved at the radio.
“Hi.”
The other voice groaned loudly.
“Oh hell no.”
I laughed.
“You guys are dramatic.”
Back inside the house, I set the empty tray on the counter and washed the icing from my fingers.
My phone rang before I even reached the sink.
Not buzzed.
Rang.
I froze.
My heart did a weird little flip.
Hawk.
I knew it before I even looked at the screen.
Unknown number.
But it had to be him.
I picked up.
“Hello?”
Silence filled the line for a second.
Then his voice came through low and rough.
“Emma.”
The sound of my name in his voice sent a little spark through my chest.
“Oh,” I said lightly. “Look who finally remembered I exist.”
A quiet exhale came through the phone.
“You flirting with my men now?”
I leaned against the counter.
