No,I want to tell her.I’m not okay. I’m nuts about you. I’m absolutely batshit crazy about you, and I’m not going to run away like everyone else has.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
My phone rings again. My heart nearly explodes. Hopefully, it’s Stone calling to say they’ve found Nat. Dear God, I hope that’s who it is.
But it’s Isaac. Why’s he calling? I’m tempted to push the call through to voicemail, but I need to tell him that he’ll be leading the project come tomorrow. Just until I return.
“Hey, man,” I say. “Listen, there’s—”
But a whiny cry interrupts me. “Paaaaannnne, when are you coming to the baaaar?”
I come to such an abrupt halt that I almost fall back. “Natalie?”
“Who else?”
“What the— Where are you?”
She sighs like it’s the stupidest question in the world. “I’m at Sparkle Bar! Where else would I be?”
