Chapter 67 Did I Catch You At A Bad Time?
- "Hey," Rosie said, her voice low and a little breathless.
- Alistair closed his eyes, just for a second. He didn’t know what he’d expected—that she wouldn’t pick up, maybe. Or that the sound of her voice wouldn’t land quite so… gently. Like balm. Like a mistake he hadn’t meant to touch.
- She didn’t say anything else. Just let the word stretch between them.