Chapter 29: Time Apart

(Alexander’s POV)

Reagan was just sitting there, my phone in her hand, looking like a child who had been caught by their parents with their hand in the cookie jar.

“Who is that on the phone?” I asked again this time more firmly and assertive.

Reagan wiped the guilty look off her face, “Don’t get your panties in a twist,” she hissed, “it’s just Jack, he called because he wanted to talk to you.”

I stalked up to her and snatched the phone away, “Then why the hell are you talking to him?”

She rolled her eyes, “I was just being friendly, I was going to hang up after I told him you were gone. Then we just got to talking and that all there is to it.”

I didn’t respond to her answer, instead of putting the phone up to my ear so that I could talk to Jack, “What’s up?”

“Are we just going to pretend that I just didn’t hear the conversation that you had with your wife just now?”